Curded Quotes & Sayings

The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle that's curded by the frost from purest snow. — William Shakespeare

It's what you're worth. — Mickey Mantle

You can change your mood everyday but not with your feelings — Abhiyanda B.

I'm shy, paranoid, whatever word you want to use. I hate fame. I've done everything I can to avoid it. — Johnny Depp

Let me tell you something: The only thing that separates women of color from anyone else is opportunity. You cannot win an Emmy for roles that are simply not there. — Viola Davis

When you start to beat yourself up, remind yourself of how worthy you are of love. — Demi Lovato

Men are like shoes. Some fit better than others. And sometimes you go out shopping and there's nothing you like. And then, as luck would have it, the next week you find two that are perfect, but you don't have the money to buy both.- — Janet Evanovich

The Russians are not as addicted to coffee as the Americans. We should work on that! — Maelle Gavet

It is unlikely that you'll have anything emerge from MEF (Major Economies Forum) by way of detailed programmatic specificity. — Kevin Rudd

The world, and therefore the workplace, is full of idiots. And the reality of life is that when you get rid of one idiot, another will show up to take his place. It's the curse of humanity. — Larry Winget

We are dealing with veterans, not procedures; with their problems, not ours. — Omar N. Bradley

I rarely do masks because, if I have any extra time, I'd rather spend it with my friends than on myself. — Eva Herzigova

She got up from the bed, knelt beside the bed, and put her forehead down on the covers. She was not practiced at prayer anymore. The only word that came to mind was "please". — Nancy Horan

In the nineteenth century, slavery was the greatest wrong, and government never stood so tall as when it was redressing that wrong. — William Weld

So much depends, of course, on what the individual hears when he gives himself over to the electronic tides breaking on the shore of his Seashell. The voice of conscience and reason? An echo of morality? A new thought? A fresh idea? A morsel of philosophy? Or bias, hatred, fear, prejudice, nightmare, lies, half-truths, and suspicions? Or, perhaps even worse, the sound of one emptiness striking hollowly against yet another and another emptiness, broken at two-minute intervals by a jolly commercial, preferably in rhymed quatrains or couplets? In — Ray Bradbury

I've never been a big soloist; I just put in what needs to be there. I'm more of a rhythm player who plays lead - or tries to play lead. — Jerry Cantrell