Fortior Solutions Quotes & Sayings

NVC suggests behind every action, however ineffective, tragic, violent, or abhorrent to us, is an attempt to meet a need. — Marshall B. Rosenberg

If there really is such a thing as turning in one's grave, Shakespeare must get a lot of exercise. — George Orwell

I had done a couple of plays, but I was a clueless boob. 'Cosby' allowed me to have something on my resume that was real and then the producers of 'Guiding Light' let me play a preppy killer just the following month. Suddenly I had two gigs on my resume that made me look like a real actor, although I was far from it. — Michael Weatherly

I wasn't sad after my father kissed the streetcar. If anything, it was a relief. Much as I missed him, his dying gave me an excuse to feel the way I already felt. Which was the way I felt right now, under the laundry room fluorescents: hollow, pissed off, wanting to be wherever I wasn't. Until I got there. Then I wanted to be somewhere else. — Jerry Stahl

It is the glory of London that it is always ending and beginning anew, and that a visitor, with a good eye and indefatigable feet, will find in her travels all the Londons she has ever met in the pages of books, one atop the other, like the strata of the Earth. — Anna Quindlen

My father might be right. If I lost Noah, I might just lose my mind. — Michelle Hodkin

Faith is a mockery if it does not teach us that we can build a more complete and beautiful world. — Helen Keller

Don't wait for someone to call you up. You can do anything. You have all the possibilities in the world. — Luka Sulic

I'm a professional non-fiction reader, that's what I do. But in my 20s we had our own vampire and witch moment, courtesy of Anne Rice, whose books I read and loved. — Deborah Harkness

These memories of happiness are fleeting things, reflections in a stream, glimpsed all broken for a second and then swept away in the current of grief that is our life now. I can't say that I ever feel what it felt like then, when I was happy. But sometimes something will touch the place where that feeling was, a touch as slight and swift as the brush of a moth's wing in the dark. — Geraldine Brooks