Fantasy Sports Smack Talk Quotes & Sayings

For small businesses trying to figure out how to get big, I would say you are going to have to take some risks. And I think that is what shuts off most people. They are not willing take the risk. — Glen Taylor

Through Love and through Beauty, we achieve immortality. — Jewel

Open her heart to me, please, God. After the mess I've made of things, I can't do this on my own. — Karen Kingsbury

Grown men have been seen fleeing after reading the menu posted outside. — William E. Geist

Abraham Lincoln, said in 1838, when he and the United States were both very young, Reason - cold, calculating, unimpassioned reason - must furnish all materials for our future support and defence. Let those materials be moulded into general intelligence, sound morality, and in particular, a reverence for the Constitution and laws. — Al Gore

It's unrealistic to think that the future of humanity can be achieved only on the basis of prayer; what we need is to take action. — Dalai Lama

Most men would feel shame if caught preparing with their own hands precisely such a dinner, whether of animal or vegetable food, as is every day prepared for them by others. Yet till this is otherwise we are not civilized, and, if gentlemen and ladies, are not true men and women. This certainly suggests what change is to be made. — Henry David Thoreau

That's what I did, though - I had angry, defensive conversations in my head, got mad at things that hadn't even happened yet. Yet. — Gillian Flynn

Using the word chic while insulting someone doesn't make it okay. — Luella Christie

She turned back to her sandwich. And here, of all things, was desire again. (She could have put the palm of her hand to the front of his white shirt.) Here was her chicken sandwich and her tea and the waitress with a hard life in her eyes and a pretty face disappearing into pale flesh asking if there's anything else for now, dear. Here was the boudoir air of respectable Schrafft's with its marble counters and pretty lamps and lunchtime bustle (ten minutes until she should be back at her desk), perfume and smoke, with the war over and another life begun and mad April whipping through the streets again. And here she was at thirty, just out of church (a candle lit every lunch hour, still, although the war was over), and yearning now with every inch of herself to put her hand to the worn buckle at a stranger's waist, a palm to his smooth belly. A man she'd never see again. Good luck. — Alice McDermott

You are a legend. Your self-invention matters. You are the artist of your own life. — Lady Gaga