Data Centre Quotes & Sayings

Our Father expects you to learn how to obtain that divine help by exercising faith in Him and His Holy Son, Jesus Christ. — Richard G. Scott

It's cheaper to keep her. — Robin Williams

Representing not just the resurrection of a career, 1953 marked 37-year-old Frank Sinatra's creative emergence as the best singer of his century. — Steve Erickson

Those who are clever, who have a brain, never understand anything. — Walt Disney Company

Good Lord, Rory Lee!" Ronnie snarled. "You don't throw babies! Especially mine!" "Look what he did to me!" Rory pointed at his unmarred neck. "What am I looking at?" Sissy Mae asked. "'Cause I don't see nothin'." "Just wait until the little bastard grows into his fangs," Rory promised. "Then you'll see! — Shelly Laurenston

It is a terrifying as well as hopeful truth that we tend to bring into being in form whatever we fashion in thought. — Alice Hegan Rice

I thought I could never write a proper book; I'd never done it before. But I thought I could write a sequence. Then I had a chapter. The next thing I knew I was turning acting down. — Tana French

If movies are causing moral decay, then crime ought to be going up, but crime is going down. — Jack Valenti

What would I do if I wasn't afraid? — Oprah Winfrey

I believed I was invincible. — Lance Loud

What is fear but the worry of physical harm coming to the body? The notion that you will lose something-a person, a thing, your memories, yourself. Does he experience that? Do any of them experience that when they can just be put back together again? — Jadah McCoy

The son of Saturn gave The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount, Olympus trembled. — Homer

Consider in his spiritual martyr this being who lies with closed eyes, dislocated like the victim of a brutal accident who no longer requires care or rescue. Count the stabbing wounds of the hideous disappointment in the human imagination. Auscultate this pensive desert where alternate the rale and the silence. Feel pity for the grief that calls not only for death, but for a disgracied death, and receive, o World, this weight of trampled dream in the paradise with no conscience of your vain eternity ! — Anna De Noailles