Dallago Corp Quotes & Sayings

He wanted her. Sweet Jesus, he wanted her. But he had realized in that very moment that he wanted her whole even more. — Sibylla Matilde

I don't want to be someone's 'girl who got away.' I want to be someone's 'girl who'd I'd never let get away. — Tarryn Fisher

There's an assumption that schools are for students' learning. Well, why aren't they just as much for teachers' learning? — Seymour Sarason

We want to raise the art of living well. — Robert Mondavi

The idea of the solitary hero can be quite an unhealthy one, and we need to pool our efforts and be heroic together! — Rob Hopkins

I know what it is, but when you ask me I don't. — Augustine Of Hippo

There are only certain intervals of time when life of any sort is possible in an expanding universe and we can practise astronomy only during that habitable time interval in cosmic history. — John D. Barrow

Providence, where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air."
From "The Last Resort" by Don Henley/Glen Fry, recorded by the Eagles — J.J. Partridge

Life in New York is one of succumbing to a tidal wave of control and direction, of numbing oneself to emotion. — Chris Benz

Mmm-hmm." Idly, she studied her manicure. "It's leaked that the police are questioning him in
connection with the tampering, the fraudulent account, even my father's murder. I can't imagine how
the press got the information."
"You're a devious package, Sophie."
"Spoken as my friend or my lawyer?"
"Both. Just be careful. — Nora Roberts

Everything that happens is supposed to be And it's all pre-determined, can't change your destiny Guess I'll just keep moving, someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going — Conor Oberst

Maybe it was obsession, but it was also happiness; an escape from the suckiness of everyday life. And when you find something that makes you happy and giddy and excited every day, us fangirls know a truth that everyone else seems to have forgotten: you hold on to that joy tenaciously, for as long as you can. — Goldy Moldavsky

Social issues, reclusiveness, combined with regular vivid nightmares, and imagination are why I write. — Chris Mentillo