Family On Pinterest Quotes & Sayings

The undisciplined man doesn't wrong himself alone- he sets fire to the whole world. — Rumi

A big part of what I wanted to do with this character was go from when I was a boy and try and develop into a man, really try and play him as a man who is on this search, on a journey of personal, spiritual, political, social discovery. — Orlando Bloom

I wouldn't count it out, but right now I feel like my career is still just starting. The best years are yet to come. — Phil Ivey

People are first and foremost Republicans, first and foremost Anarchists, first and foremost a man or woman, and that is a mistake. It hurts the individual and it hurts the whole. — Peter Krause

When all feels calm and prices surge, the markets may feel safe; but, in fact, they are dangerous because few investors are focusing on risk. — Seth Klarman

But with writers, there's nothing wrong with melancholy. It's an important color in writing. — Paul McCartney

He grew in me as I drowned in him. — Stella Rhys

There's always only one reality. — Haruki Murakami

You're one third bad intentions, one third pure avarice, and one eighth sawdust. What's left, I'll credit, must be brains. — Scott Lynch

I was a big and un-ironic fan of Dear Abby when I was a kid in Chicago. I think I sort of internalized her. So I have this inner Abby: cranky, proper, folksy yet scathing, with a beehive hairdo. But that's my issue. — George Saunders

In order to create heat, you have to have something to burn. So what we do in yoga is, we burn ourselves up to create light. — Frederick Lenz

The hotel which had had the bad luck to draw Aunt Agatha's custom was the Splendide, and by the time I got there there wasn't a member of the staff who didn't seem to be feeling it deeply. I sympathized with them. I've had experience of Aunt Agatha at hotels before. Of course, the real rough work was all over when I arrived, but I could tell by the way everyone grovelled before her that she had started by having her first room changed because it hadn't a southern exposure and her next because it had a creaking wardrobe and that she had said her say on the subject of the cooking, the waiting, the chambermaiding and everything else, with perfect freedom and candour. She had got the whole gang nicely under control by now. The manager, a whiskered cove who looked like a bandit, simply tied himself into knots whenever she looked at him. — P.G. Wodehouse