Dometic Terrorism Quotes & Sayings

The inability to experience regret is one of the diagnostic characteristics of sociopaths. — Kathryn Schulz

A Manhattan lawyer who describes himself as "America's leading expert on the militia movement" writes that he hugged his three-year-old kid the night of the Oklahoma City bombing. He told junior that it happened "because they hated too much"

For now, let's accept the premise that one hundred sixty-eight humans died in Oklahoma City because people "hated too much"

Now answer these questions if you would be so kind: did a federal sniper shoot Vicki Weaver in the face because he hated too much? Did our government conduct the Tuskegee with syphilis on black soldiers because it hated too much? — Jim Goad

Ehud was tall and strong and was always quiet. Lots of people thought that Ehud was quiet because he was stupid. That wasn't true. He may not have been the smartest kid on the block, but he was no moron either. — Etgar Keret

The most powerful lessons occur where studies intersect with real life. — Oliver DeMille

Books are funny little portable pieces of thought — Susan Sontag

All the knowledge is in the connections — David Rumelhart

Oh, the loneliness, the loneliness. It lived inside her now like an illness, like a flu that could be ignored and then would suddenly overtake and overwhelm her. — Anna Quindlen

I think that when somebody, when people really have a connection with each other, they change each other. You become a different person, hopefully a better person, because of it. — Emily Deschanel

And I, as I lived, in an alien landWill die a slave and an orphan. — Mikhail Lermontov

I grew as close to Madonna as I've ever been to a woman without being romantically involved. — Nile Rodgers

It felt as if there were a larger, terribly curious Blue inside her that was about to bust out of the smaller, more sensible Blue that held her. — Maggie Stiefvater

History Belong to those who pray.... — Jake Hamilton

Sometimes you have to go to the bottom in order to start at the Top. — Pensacola Helene

Being a writer was never a choice, it was an irresistible compulsion. — Walter Jon Williams

The gray-green stretch of sandy grass,Indefinitely desolate;A sea of lead, a sky of slate;Already autumn in the air, alas!One stark monotony of stone,The long hotel, acutely white,Against the after-sunset lightWithers gray-green, and takes the grass's tone. — Arthur Symons