Dont Quit By John Quotes & Sayings

I'm admitting that I don't know that to be true, but it does sound pretty good. So a big part of my childhood was affecting black culture and black accents and black music and anything black I was into. — Moshe Kasher

He [Andy Roddick] doesn't make mistakes, only when he has to. — Andrew Castle

But men don't want women who are brave. They want women who make them feel like men. — Jodi Lynn Anderson

They (Americans) have their national game, baseball - which is cricket played with a strong American accent - and they have a national language, entirely their own, unlike any other language spoken on the earth. — George Mikes

God's work.
My work.
God can find someone else to do my work.
But no one can do God's work.
So, my work is to PRAY that God will do His work through my work. — Tony Yang

I'm glad Reagan is president. Of course, I'm a professional comedian. — Will Durst

The ideal of all education, all training, should be this man-making. But, instead of that, we are always trying to polish up the outside. What use in polishing up the outside when there is no inside? The end and aim of all training is to make the man grow. The man who influences, who throws his magic, as it were, upon his fellow-beings, is a dynamo of power, and when that man is ready, he can do anything and everything he likes; that personality put upon anything will make it work. — Swami Vivekananda

I realize what you can do when you scare the population and how media contributes to that. — Phil Donahue

The dinosaurs who studied dinosaurs would soon become extinct in their own right. Watson — Siddhartha Mukherjee

The fastest way to bring more wonderful examples of abundance into your personal experience is to take constant notice of the wonderful things that are already there. — Esther Hicks

Clary widened her eyes, which was good for keeping herself from crying. "Isabelle, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," said Isabelle, wielding the eyeliner expertly.
"Is Alec gay?"
Isabelle's wrist jerked. The eyeliner skidded, inking a long line of black from the corner of Clary's eye to her hairline. "Oh hell," Isabelle said, putting the pen down. — Cassandra Clare