Flipflops Quotes & Sayings

Prayer and praise are the oars by which a man may row his boat into the deep waters of the knowledge of Christ. — Charles Spurgeon

Real arms races are run by highly intelligent, bespectacled engineers in glass offices thoughtfully designing shiny weapons on modern computers. But there's no thinking in the mud and cold of nature's trenches. At best, weapons thrown together amidst the explosions and confusion of smoky battlefields are tiny variations on old ones, held together by chewing gum. If they don't work, then something else is thrown at the enemy, including the kitchen sink - there's nothing "progressive" about that. At its usual worst, trench warfare is fought by attrition. If the enemy can be stopped or slowed by burning your own bridges and bombing your own radio towers and oil refineries, then away they go. Darwinian trench warfare does not lead to progress - it leads back to the Stone Age. — Michael J. Behe

The more specific you are about your resolution, the better your chance of sticking with it. Don't just say, "I want to lose weight." Say, "When my arm jiggles, I want it to look less like a pelican's throat-pouch choking down a bass. — Colin Nissan

My life's a sequel to a movie where the actors' names have changed. — John Mayer

If your ruler is just, then praise God; but if he is unjust, pray to God to rid you of him. — Umar

The motto of this city should be the immortal words spoken by that French field marshal during the siege of Sebastopol, "J'y suis, j'y reste" - "I am here, and here I shall remain." People are born here, they grow up here, they go to the University of Washington, they work here, they die here. Nobody has any desire to leave. You ask them, "What is it again that you love so much about Seattle?" and they answer, "We have everything. The mountains and the water." This is their explanation, mountains and water. As much as I try not to engage people in the grocery checkout, I couldn't resist one day when I overheard one refer to Seattle as "cosmopolitan." Encouraged, I asked, "Really?" She said, Sure, Seattle is full of people from all over. "Like where?" Her answer, "Alaska. I have a ton of friends from Alaska." Whoomp, there it is. — Maria Semple

Now turn to Matthew, tenth chapter, thirty-second verse: "Whosoever therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also before my Father which is in heaven." There's the "I will" of confession. — D.L. Moody

It's not like I'm actually wishing for more dead cheerleaders. I'm just saying, if someone has to go ... "
Tod snorted. "I like her."
-Emma — Rachel Vincent

we're not going to tell you THE ONE AMAZING THING that makes a writer successful. There is no such thing, and if anyone offers to tell you about that one amazing thing - typically just before dropping a large price tag - you should run in the other direction. — Sean Platt

Under bilateral competition, market-price is determined within a range whose upper limit is set by the valuations of the lowest bidder among the actual buyers and the highest offerer among the excluded would-be sellers, and whose lower limit is set by the valuations of the lowest offerer among the actual sellers and the highest bidder among the excluded would-be buyers. — Ludwig Von Mises

It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting. — Lemony Snicket

Writing means sharing. It's part of the human condition to want to share things - thoughts, ideas, opinions. — Paulo Coelho

You are the guy who'll decide where to go. — Dr. Seuss

Those that are above business. — Matthew Henry

I think that when you get dressed in the morning, sometimes you're really making a decision about your behavior for the day. Like if you put on flipflops, you're saying: 'Hope I don't get chased today.' 'Be nice to people in sneakers.' — Demetri Martin

Competence, like truth, beauty, and contact lenses, is in the eye of the beholder. — Laurence J. Peter

I sat down in a booth, and the waitress shoved a menu in front of me. There wasn't anything on it that sounded good, and anyway, one look at her and my stomach turned flipflops ... Every goddamned restaurant I go to, it's always the same way ... They'll have some old bag on the payroll - I figure they keep her locked up in the mop closet until they see me coming. And they'll doll her up in the dirtiest goddamned apron they can find and smear that crappy red polish all over her fingernails, and everything about her is smeary and sloppy and smelly. And she's the dame that always waits on me. — Jim Thompson