Ghilarducci Bakery Quotes & Sayings

She thought she loved him. She was crazy. — V.S. Carnes

The third rule of ethics of means and ends is that in war the end justifies almost any means ... — Saul Alinsky

Do not compare, do not measure. No other way is like yours. All other ways deceive and tempt you. You must fulfill the way that is in you. — Carl Jung

I realized that most thoughts are impersonal happenings, like self-assembling machines. Unless we train ourselves, the thoughts passing through our mind have little involvement with our will. It is strange to realize that even our own thoughts pass by like scenery out the window of a bus, a bus we took by accident while trying to get somewhere else. — Daniel Pinchbeck

If the world couldn't see your results, would you rather be thought of as the world's greatest investor but in reality have the world's worst record? Or be thought of as the world's worst investor when you were actually the best? — Warren Buffett

Hangeul is perhaps the most scientific system of writing in general use in any country. — Edwin O. Reischauer

Amateurs in professional situations make me very impatient. — David Coverdale

God will never send anything your wayyou couldn't handle. — Tyga

It was never for you, Annie, or all the other people out there who sign their letters "Your number-one fan." The minute you start to write all those people are at the other end of the galaxy, or something. It was never for my ex-wives, or my mother, or for my father. The reason authors almost always put a dedication on a book, Annie, is because their selfishness even horrifies themselves in the end. But — Stephen King

I was lucky enough as a kid to spend most of my weekends at the Fillmore East. On a great night, that was like a Holy Roller evangelical church. — Paul Stanley

The best way to solve problems and to fight against war is through dialogue. — Malala Yousafzai

If I touched you, that'd be it." Dan shook his head, "Damn, how the fuck am I going to make you understand?" Pleading, almost. "You are everything, don't you get it? You are the Afghan mountains, the damned red dust, the endless sky. You were my home, and more often than not, also my reason. You are unlike all the others, unlike anyone I shag, because when I touch you, it's not just a touch, it's eleven years of heaven and hell. — Aleksandr Voinov