Goldmans Sheila Quotes & Sayings

Without stones there is no arch. — Marco Polo

By boldness great fears are cancealed. — Lucan

Preferring steady progress, slow and imperfect, is a good philosophy for the defeated. — Fred Lowe Soper

It's funny how even when you've lived with someone your whole life, they can still surprise you. — Shannon Wiersbitzky

I performed after 9/11 for relief workers down by Ground Zero. There were these men just coming back, and they were voraciously hungry. They were heroes, pulling rubble, and I was a new comic trying to go blue just so I could get some laughs. — Chelsea Peretti

Ever since I was little, I've felt very comfortable on a set. The time is stressful - being creative under time constraints. But there is an excitement and energy that you only have a certain amount of time to get what you want. — Sofia Coppola

Leadership consists of picking good men and helping them do their best. — Chester W. Nimitz

In the end, we'll all become stories. — Margaret Atwood

I'm not squeamish at all. As a child I dragged a dead squirrel home on my skateboard and cut it open and tried to look at its brain. — Jessica Biel

After that, he was still. They could hear church bells chiming in the distance. Somewhere Vespers was being rung, people were at Mass, life was going on. Andre had not thought there was a need for words of farewell, not between them. But now he found himself approaching the bed, suddenly afraid that he'd waited too long. "Richard." He held his breath then, until the other man opened his eyes. "Listen to me," he said hoarsely. "You will not be forgotten. A hundred years from now, men will be sitting around campfires and telling the legends of the Lionheart."
The corner of Richard's mouth twitched. "Only ... a hundred years?" he whispered, and Andre and Eleanor saw his last smile through a haze of hot tears. — Sharon Kay Penman

I took his hand, brought it to my hip. "I've been the only person to give myself an orgasm for the past year." Moving his fingers to the edge of my dress, I whispered, "Can you change that? — Christina Lauren

Queequeg was a native of Kokovoko, an island far away to the West and South. It is not down in any map; true places never are. — Herman Melville

And stop pointing that beard at me, it might go off! — Groucho Marx