Embetterment Quotes & Sayings

As much as I hated to admit it, I kind of looked forward to seeing him. It made no sense, but something about his infuriating nature made me forget about my other worries. Weirdly, I felt like I could relax around him. — Richelle Mead

The glass is three fifths full of gas. — Brian Spellman

Hearts melt when the Beloved of Allah is mentioned. — Habib Kadhim Al-Saqqaf

A few moments later the back door of one of the bungalows opened, and a figure in a broad-striped bathing suit flung down the paddock, cleared the stile, rushed through the tussock grass into the hollow, staggered up the sandy hillock, and raced for dear life over the big porous stones, over the cold, wet pebbles, on to the hard sand that gleamed like oil. Splish-Splosh! Splish-Splosh! The water bubbled round his legs as Stanley Burnell waded out exulting. First man in as usual! He'd beaten them all again. And he swooped down to souse his head and neck. "Hail, — Katherine Mansfield

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too. — Iris Murdoch

If complacency is bad for business, it can also be bad for the human spirit — Simon Silva

Entertainment is all right, but entertainment with an idea behind it is much more important. — Gregory Peck

Content is anything that adds value to the reader's life. — Avinash Kaushik

I wish we lived in a society that made it safe and provided the courage for everyone to come out. — Judith Light

Every step of the walk unburdens us of what we have just seen and thought while it simultaneously thrusts us into the previously unknown. — Jeffrey Robinson

You, Jamie Grimm, are the new Gru!" "From — James Patterson

Winning 9 games is very respectable. — Mark Richt

The way you learn to ride is by riding. — Laura Ruby

If you think the price of organic food is expensive, have you priced cancer lately, — Joel Salatin

In order to dream so far, is it enough to read? Isn't it necessary to write? Write as in our schoolboy past, in those days when, as Bonnoure says, the letters wrote themselves one by one, either in their gibbosity or else in their pretentious elegance? In those days, spelling was a drama, our drama of culture at work in the interior of a word. — Gaston Bachelard