Diffuses Synonym Quotes & Sayings

When people seek to undermine your dreams, predict your doom or criticize you, remember that they are telling you their story, not yours. — Cynthia Occelli

The mistake we all make is in assuming anybody remembers anydamnthing from one day to the next. If that were true, we'd stop getting involved with approximately the same kind of wrong lover each time, we'd learn the lessons of history, the death penalty would discourage those plotting murder, and George Santayana's famous quote would be about as popular as "the bee's knees." But few of us keep accurate records of what we've learned as we hobble through life barking our shins in the dark on experiences we've already had ... — Harlan Ellison

Your time will come to follow me Jew — Adolf Eichmann

I'm glad that I just played baseball, because I'm sure I had a much longer baseball career than I would've had a football career. I did miss football, but I didn't miss some of the injuries from football. — Barry Larkin

When you were awake, stretched out in your bed in the dark, shutters drawn, your thoughts would flow freely. They would grow obscure when you got up and opened the curtains. The violence of daylight would efface the nocturnal clarity. In the daytime, people were barriers, dividing you up, preventing you from hearing what you listened to at night: the voice of your brain. — Edouard Leve

Some say because music is as much about personal expression as listening pleasure, sharing is integral to why songs have value in the first place. — Charles Duhigg

Yes, and I'm sure the arena will be full of bags of flour for me to chuck at people. — Suzanne Collins

Only someone who is well prepared has the opportunity to improvise. — Ingmar Bergman

Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor tell you the color of that woman's hair. Who knighted me, old friend? What were my favorite foods? It all fades. Sometimes I think I was born on the bloody grass in that grove of ash, with the taste of fire in my mouth and a hole in my chest. Are you my mother, Thoros? — George R R Martin