Dimensionering Quotes & Sayings

RVM's Thought for the Day -
Don't lose today ... for today is guaranteed but tomorrow is not. — R.v.m.

A blind man running for a bus could have told them he was queer. — Lisa O'Donnell

So why are you here?" Watts asked Santo.
"Because, Paul, is it Paul? I'm here to put the f in freedom. — Richard House

Generations from now, when historians write about these times, they might note that, in the early decades of the twenty-first century, the United States succeeded in its great and historic mission
it globalized the world. But along the way, they might write, it forgot to globalize itself. — Fareed Zakaria

I've come to the conclusion that what superheroes might be - in their current incarnation, at least - is a symbol of American reluctance to involve themselves in any kind of conflict without massive tactical superiority. — Alan Moore

With a girl, there's a lot left in the girl's body without a head. Of course, the personality is gone. — Edmund Kemper

The culminating point of administration is to know well how much power, great or small, we ought to use in all circumstances. — Baron De Montesquieu

By the laws of rectitude accused Persons, however atrocious their offences, are allowed to make their defence, and by a verdict of a Jury of their Peers, they are either convicted, or acquitted. I have some times thought that we Women are hardly dealt by since strictly speaking, we cannot legally be tried by our Peers, for men are not our Peers, and yet upon their breath our guilt or innocence depends - thus are our privileges in this, as in many other respects tyrannically abridged, and we are forced to yield to necessity. — Judith Sargent Murray

I got into the race because I'm concerned for my children, and for the opportunities they don't have. Really, it's for the same concerns that the people of the 16th district have. They're concerned about jobs. — Jim Renacci

Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers ...
How did it go?
How did it go? — Shel Silverstein