Quotes & Sayings About Football Rivalries

Gummy was beaten up, strangled, shot and thrown on an ant hill. That's not the action of a lone killer; that's murder by committee. Who else round here has that kind of muscle? The Colonial Dames of America? — Stephen Arnott

The answer from yesterday is not as critical as the questions about the future. — Pearl Zhu

In the matter of learned skills, memory comes to a fork in the road. Down one branch are the it's-like-riding-a-bicycle skills; things which, once learned, are almost never forgotten. But the creative, ever-changing forebrain skills have to be practiced almost daily, and they are easily damaged or destroyed. — Stephen King

Mourning our losses is the first step away from resentment and toward gratitude. The tears of our grief can soften our hardened hearts and open us to the possibility to say thanks. — Henri J.M. Nouwen

For those of us who try to keep remembering, Try to do our better than our best. Think of all the children in the drifts of snow. Winners never quit, but winters never rest. — Zooey Deschanel

The working class do things differently. I can hear it. I can see we are not wrong. We are not just poor people who have not yet evolved into something else - i.e., people with money. We are something else - just as we are. The working classes do it differently. We are the next thing. We power popular culture - just as, before, we powered the Industrial Revolution. The past is theirs, but the future's mine. They're all out of time. — Caitlin Moran

knowing something is not believing... — Judith Krantz

Astonish me in the morning! — Tyrone Guthrie

What is it that is whirling the mind? Imagination, creative activity. Stop creation and you know the truth. All power of creation must stop, and then you know the truth at once. — Swami Vivekananda

Had records so stellar, they had to lock their resumes in a drawer at night, so the golden light streaming from the pages wouldn't keep them awake. — Ilona Andrews

I want that," he said fiercely.
"What?"
"For you to be around."
Her breath caught. A tenuous hope took fire in her chest. "Really?"
He closed his glowing eyes and shook his head. "Yeah. It's fucking stupid. It's crazy. It's dangerous."
"So it'll fit right into your life script."
He laughed and looked down at her. "Yeah, pretty much. — J.R. Ward