Fusils Quotes & Sayings

Even to me, as I was trying to tell the government what had happened, it just didn't seem to matter. — Patty Hearst

I get cross about 13 years of Labour government that brought the country to the state it did. — Theresa May

No carelessness in your actions. No confusion in your words. No imprecision in your thoughts. No retreating into your own soul, or trying to escape it. No overactivity. They kill you, cut you with knives, shower you with curses. And that somehow cuts your mind off from clearness, and sanity, and self-control, and justice? A man standing by a spring of clear, sweet water and cursing it. While the fresh water keeps on bubbling up. He can shovel mud into it, or dung, and the stream will carry it away, wash itself clean, remain unstained. To have that. Not a cistern but a perpetual spring. How? By working to win your freedom. Hour by hour. Through patience, honesty, humility. — Marcus Aurelius

things in this life can be separated into two categories: Things that are valuable and things that matter. — Jim Stovall

Peace of mind is the power in the moment. — Lailah Gifty Akita

If you're a state and you don't set up an exchange, that means your citizens don't get their tax credits. — Jonathan Gruber

I don't need much coaxing. — Carla Bley

When we met, my agenda was "Get Elle Fanning." I believe Elle's was "Get the role." But we didn't know that. — Nicolas Winding Refn

Progress or lack of it, can only be judged by a measuring rod, and if the rod is placed low enough the standard will never threaten you — Sara Niles

He could not escape that feeling when he was alone with Anita. It was there, just like when you took a walk in the forest and the trees suddenly opened to a glade. Fighting for a place in a swing band, conversing with Aunt Hilda about the decay of today's youth, and biking through the city with errands from Akesson's grocery: all that was real life and demanded effort. With Anita, he could close his eyes and feel his pulse slow. He sat down on a chair. She sat down at her desk and turned toward him. — Sara Lovestam

I like coffee exceedingly... — H.P. Lovecraft