Drpickelle Quotes & Sayings

Thinking is more stinking than drinking, but to feel is for real. — Samuel L. Lewis

I started out really making music in my dorm room, and it wasn't really producing or anything like that; it was you making something. — Danger Mouse

Emotions. A waste of energy in Zacharel's estimation. You lived, you warred and one day you died. Anything else was unnecessary. — Gena Showalter

I don't believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit. — Bob Marley

Well I am young." Just as he felt a flicker of ease, she murmured in a sexy voice, "But, baby, I've been busy. — Kresley Cole

Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death. — John Green

We have seen that in certain respects operant reinforcement resembles the natural selection of evolutionary theory. Just as genetic characteristics which arise as mutations are selected or discarded by their consequences, so novel forms of behavior are selected or discarded through reinforcement. — B.F. Skinner

The American people have no control over what the military does. We have no say in American foreign policy. — Aaron McGruder

This problem will knock on the doors of all of us, whether through uncontrolled and unmanageable migration flows, by means of diseases and epidemics, as a result of the conflicts generated by poverty and hunger, or as a result of events which are today unforeseeable. — Bruno Rodriguez Parrilla

The problem of utopia is that it can only be approached across a sea of blood, and you never arrive. — Peter Hitchens

Alike all ages. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze, And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore. — Oliver Goldsmith

The most uninteresting part of the biography of a composer is his childhood. All those preludes are the same and the reader hurries on to the fugue. — Dmitri Shostakovich