Dashdeal Reviews Quotes & Sayings

I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go — Joseph Conrad

Those ancients who in poetry presented
the golden age, who sang its happy state,
perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place.
Here, mankind's root was innocent; and here
were every fruit and never-ending spring;
these streams
the nectar of which poets sing. — Dante Alighieri

Nobody should be surprised that Republicans vote for Republican policy. Just like Democrats vote for Democrat policy. — Reid Ribble

It is not for you to judge the journey of another's soul. It is for you to decide who YOU are, not who another has been or has failed to be. — Neale Donald Walsch

Mandelbrot saw a seemingly smooth boundary resolve itself into a chain of spirals like the tails of sea horses. The irrational fertilized the rational. — James Gleick

It was the same in just about every trade. Sooner or later someone decided it needed organizing, and the one thing you could be sure of was that the organizers weren't going to be the people who, by general acknowledgment, were at the top of their craft. They were working too hard. To be fair, it generally wasn't done by the worst, neither. They were working hard, too. They had to. — Robert Silverberg

A writer's journey may be tough, but never give up and enjoy every moment. — Rhonda Hughe St. John

The Mr. absent, and the house dead. — George Herbert

The attendant walked closer. "Where'd you come from, soldier?"
Tree tried to think of a recent war and coudn't, so he said, "Canada."
The attendant looked surprised. "Canada?"
"It was a secret mission," Grandpa said.
"It saved the Republic," Wild Man whispered. — Joan Bauer

Wherever the European had trod, death seemed to pursue the aboriginal. — Charles Darwin

I never kill insects. If I see ants or spiders in the room, I pick them up and take them outside. Karma is everything. — Holly Valance

She didn't have it in her to keep tabs on everyone else's emotions and then to fit her own emotions in without stomping on people. It was all she could do to keep on top of herself. As a result, she hurt others, which only hurt herself. A hard life. A little too hard for a thirteen-year-old. Hard even for an adult. I — Haruki Murakami