Evitar Las Armas Quotes & Sayings

Advertising is the tax you pay for being unremarkable. — Robert Stephens

Why hire these geniuses if they're forced to stick with the script? You want to empower your actors as collaborators. — Shawn Levy

Out of the doctrine of original sin grew the crimes and miseries of asceticism, celibacy and witchcraft; woman becoming the helpless victim of all these delusions. — Elizabeth Cady Stanton

In mid-career, I was at one and the same time the rabbi of a major congregation, writing books, and teaching at Columbia. I didn't spend enough time with my children. Now, when I get an all-important call, I sometimes say that I'm having lunch with my granddaughter. And I do not apologize — Arthur Hertzberg

I started out when I was about 12, playing drums. I started singing when I was about 15. — Layne Staley

My imagination is as rich as my bank account is empty. — Dean Koontz

The gospel is only good news when we understand the bad news. — R.C. Sproul

If in one's life a man can but find one truth, and pass it on to those who come after him, he has done well. But — Barry Sadler

The young man who joins a political party is a traitor to his generation and to his race. — Corneliu Zelea Codreanu

I started playing music when I was really young. — Aleksa Palladino

If I were to start taking care of my grooming, I would no longer be my own self. — Albert Einstein

At ten, she was moreover noisy and wild, hated confinement and cleanliness and loved nothing so well in the world as rolling down the green slope at the back of the house. At fifteen, appearances were mending; she began to curl her hair and long for balls; her complexion improved, her features were softened by plumpness and colour, her eyes gained more animation, and her figure more consequence. Her love of dirt gave away to inclination for finery, and she grew clean as she grew smart. To look almost pretty, is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain the first fifteen years of her life, than a beauty from her cradle can ever imagine. — Jane Austen