Gawking Def Quotes & Sayings

There is a new survey out about the happiest professions. I think the whole premise is flawed. You're supposed to find true happiness outside of work. From friends, family, and YouTube videos of old people falling down. — Craig Ferguson

Give me a couple of years, and I'll make that actress an overnight success. — Samuel Goldwyn

I like New York better than Seattle. It's bigger. I was really sad when I left, because I miss my friends, but I call them almost every day, and I have friends here now. — Rachel Trachtenburg

Conservatives want live babies so they can train them to be dead soldiers. — George Carlin

Any concept of grace that makes us feel more comfortable sinning is not biblical grace. God's grace never encourages us to live in sin, on the contrary, it empowers us to say no to sin and yes to truth. — Randy Alcorn

You love her.
I do. I love her. — Jennifer L. Armentrout

In joy and sorrow all are equal,
Thus be guardian of all, as of yourself. — Shantideva

I'm a stubborn guy that loses his temper, sometimes driving the station wagon in the wrong direction for hours and hours and never admitting that he's gone the wrong way. — Matt Berninger

Whatever can be taken away from a lasting enjoyment for its own sake cannot possibly be the proper object of desire. — Hannah Arendt

Geological time is not money. — Mark Twain

Everybody certainly has the right to defend themselves. That's not to say that they should defy common sense by avoiding or diffusing confrontation. And that's very, very important. — Steven Seagal

It would help if human experts agreed on the meaning of such basic terms as intelligence, consciousness, or awareness. They don't. It's hard to build something that's incompletely defined. — Edward M. Lerner

I was a prefect at school, I never had a tattoo, got a detention or pierced my ears more than once. — Amanda Holden

Shriveled apple cores stood side by side on the window sill, a long row of them with their seed chambers bitten open and the pointed sees scattered on the floor. The brown, discolored remnants of their flesh bore the imprint of his grandfather's teeth. That was the image This was left with, the one that ever since was the first to recur when he thought of his dead grandfather: shriveled apple cores on the sill of a window that looked out onto an overgrown garden. — Hansjorg Schertenleib

I write love songs! — Kris Allen