Daggs Asphalt Quotes & Sayings

Success is an accident ... well placed. — John M. Shanahan

The photographer, even in fashion and portraiture, has to have a standpoint. It's important to know what you stand for, no? Most people just take pictures, but they stand for nothing. They follow trends and don't know why. — Peter Lindbergh

A barrier is of ideas, not of things. — Mark Caine

I loved the different rules of summer. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

As an actor and director, you have to take risks, even though I don't like saying that word. You can make a mistake. — Jean Dujardin

My first album was me finding myself and my voice, finding how I sing. I was rolling with the punches because everything was new to me. — Chris Brown

You call that a kiss? — Suzanne Collins

The kiss was the definition of perfect. True, it lacked the heat, the passion, the breathlessness of the living-world kiss she had given Milos, but this had something greater. More than a flash of fire, it had an unbreakable, perhaps eternal bond of connection. Mikey had transformed back into himself by the end of the kiss, and the moment their lips parted he knew, as he should have known long, long ago, that no one - not Milos, not another Afterlight, not anyone in any world - could ever come between him and Allie, from now until the day they met their maker. — Neal Shusterman

Thumbs up to the buxom woman. Size zero is boring! — Vidya Balan

I take it upon myself to get motivated. I know when I have a bad game. It's something I think about myself when it happens, and I don't need someone to tell me I didn't do this or didn't do that. — Ed Belfour

God's grace set me free from fear. — Lailah Gifty Akita

The Tories always hold the view that the state is an apparatus for the protection of the swag of the property owners ... Christ drove the money changers out of the temple, but you inscribe their title deed on the altar cloth. — Aneurin Bevan

It was Fidelma's favourite walk, a winding path by the river in the Castle grounds. The Castle with its turrets and ivied walls was a five-star hotel which attracted celebrities and regulars who came for the fishing and shooting. She could do that walk in her sleep, over the bridge, down three steps, by a sign that read 'Please Close the Gate' and all of a sudden the sound of the river, squeezing its way under the bridge and then bursting out as it opened into a wide sweep, making its way upstream, girdling the small islands that it passed. The sound was like water bursting in childbirth, or so a woman who had had many children once told her, and she remembered it. — Edna O'Brien