Doctor Myles Quotes & Sayings

Yes there were two great groups of dogs wrangling for the bitching-goddess: the group of the flatterers, those who offered her amusement, stories, films, plays: and the other, much less showy, much more savage breed, those who gave her meat, the real substance of money. The well-groomed showy dogs of amusement wrangled and snarled among themselves for the favors of the bitch-goddess. But it was nothing to the silent fight-to-the-death that went on among the indispensables, the bone-bringers. — D.H. Lawrence

You can't maintain top-dog status with any unrequited feelings out there. — A.D. Aliwat

I came to teaching late - not until my forties - which is one reason why I'm not burned out. — Alison Hawthorne Deming

With the birth of the artist came the inevitable afterbirth ... the critic — Mel Brooks

You told me to be myself, so I am. — Cora Carmack

Though invisible I would be their assuring voice of denial; — Ralph Ellison

I've seen enough death."
A single angel rose in the darkness from the circle they'd formed around the Qayom Malak. "If she can't do it, she can't do it."
"Shut up, Cam," Arriane said. "Sit down.
Cam stepped forward, approaching Luce. His narrow frame cast its shadow across the Slab. "We've taken it this far. You can't say we haven't given it every kind of shot." He turned to face the others. "But maybe she just can't. There is only so much you can ask a person to do. She wouldn't be the first filly anybody lost a fortune on. So what if she happens to be the last?"
His tone did not match his words, and neither did his eyes, which said with desperate sincerity, You can do this. You have to. — Lauren Kate

Poster art was always my way of being involved in the conversation. So it wasn't just a one-way conversation with the police yelling at us or freaking us out. Street posters allowed you to have the last word. — Eric Drooker

Clarity precedes mastery. Craft clear and precise plans/goals/deliverables. And then block out all else. — Robin Sharma

Air, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated. — Lucretius