Dallek Furniture Quotes & Sayings

I am so frickin' cool and delicious and pretty and witty and sharp! I love every inch of me! Who wouldn't? — Kris Carr

Political correctness has thrown a veil of silence over our important discussions. Rather than asking those with whom we disagree to clearly state their case, we set up rules of political correctness that mandate that their perspective must be the same as ours. We then demonize those with whom we disagree and as a result fail to reach any consensus that might solve our problems. — Ben Carson

Men didn't respect beauty...they used it. — Nora Roberts

The greatest inheritance that a man hath is the liberty of his person, for all others are accessory to it. — Edward Dunlop

I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die.
she says: Is there a wall to hang it on?
I say: We'll build a room for it. Where? In any house. — Mahmoud Darwish

Either the gods have power or they don't. If they don't,
why pray? If they do, then why not pray for something else
instead of for things to happen or not to happen? Pray not to
feel fear. Or desire, or grief. If the gods can do anything, they
can surely do that for us. - But those are things the gods left up to me.
Then isn't it better to do what's up to you - like a free man
- than to be passively controlled by what isn't, like a slave
or beggar? And what makes you think the gods don't care
about what's up to us?
Start praying like this and you'll see.
Not "some way to sleep with her" - but a way to stop
wanting to.
Not "some way to get rid of him" - but a way to stop
trying.
Not "some way to save my child" - but a way to lose your
fear.
Redirect your prayers like that, and watch what happens. — Marcus Aurelius

When I was teaching in the 1960s in Boston, there was a great deal of hope in the air. Martin Luther King Jr. was alive, Malcolm X was alive; great, great leaders were emerging from the southern freedom movement. — Jonathan Kozol

And by the time the train pulls into the station, I find myself actually relieved that Emily's only a figment of my imagination. — David Nicholls

Sprinted past him up the stairs, toward the royal family's wing of the palace. — Rachel Hartman

Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? — Philip Yancey

I knew chemistry would be worse, because I'd seen a big card of the ninety-odd elements hung up in the chemistry lab, and all the perfectly good words like gold and silver and cobalt and aluminum were shortened to ugly abbreviations with different decimal numbers after them. — Sylvia Plath