Crauti Quotes & Sayings

What am I supposed to haul my dogs around in, a Rolls-Royce? — Sam Walton

Like the dead-seeming, cold rocks, I have memories within that came out of the material that went to make me. Time and place have had their say. — Zora Neale Hurston

I know perfectly well my own egotism,
And know my omnivorous words, and cannot say any less,
And would fetch you whoever you are flush with myself. — Walt Whitman

The long sadness of winter was finally in retreat. — Kimberly Cuttler

Sounds like to have space sometimes. It's good to give yourself a variety, or you just fatigue your ear. Like if somebody sings in the same register all the time, or if it's got the same feel the whole way through, I just find I get fatigued, so it's nice to break it up. — Neko Case

For being a bad student I was banished to the 'calaboose' - a bare cell with whitewashed walls and a bench to sit on. I liked it there, because I took along a sketch pad and drew incessantly I could have stayed there forever drawing without stopping — Pablo Picasso

I wondered who would teach me, or if a boy could learn on his won, what it means to be a man. — Lori Lansens

Don't Stare Into Your i-Phone Too Long Lest The Abyss Stares Back at You — Dean Cavanagh

Heaven is the very last place to come to rest and don't you be afraid to bet on that! — Mark Twain

My goodness, I'm like a hog at a trough! — Roxanne Snopek

Hans Urs von Balthasar maintained that the best evangelistic strategy is to capture people with the beautiful, then enchant them with the good, and then lead them to the true. — Robert Barron

In the enterprise, the trend is towards smaller, more powerful standardized systems where Dell is uniquely positioned. — Kevin B. Rollins

If the reader possesses any wealth and a comfortable life, he'll step out of himself to see how the other sometimes lives. If he's poor, he won't be reading me because reading me is superfluous for anyone who has a slight permanent hunger. Here I'm playing the role of a safety valve for you and from the massacring life of the average middle class. I'm well aware that it's frightening to step out of oneself, but everything new is frightening. Though the anonymous girl in this story is so ancient that she could be a biblical figure. She was subterranean and had never flowered: I'm lying: she was grass. — Clarice Lispector