Gramedia Matraman Quotes & Sayings

I hated myself, but I also loved myself in a hateful way. — Franny Billingsley

Lucky is the man who dies at work. — Epictetus

Perhaps living in fear can drive all devils out of a person. — Lauren Groff

Electricity, Werner is learning, can be static by itself. But couple it with magnetism, and suddenly you have movement - waves. Fields and circuits, conduction and induction. Space, time, mass. The air swarms with so much that is invisible! How he wishes he had eyes to see the ultraviolet, eyes to see the infrared, eyes to see radio waves crowding the darkening sky, flashing through the walls of the house. — Anthony Doerr

Fine fruit is the flower of commodities. It is the most perfect union of the useful and the beautiful that the earth knows. Trees full of soft foliage; blossoms fresh with spring bounty; and, finally, fruit, rich, bloom-dusted, melting, and luscious. — Andrew Jackson Downing

I've tried a few times to depart from what I know I can do, and I've failed. I've tried to work outside the studio, but it introduces too many variables that I can't control. I'm really quite narrow, you know. — Irving Penn

Once I got to the OTC they knew more about the physical aspects of shooting, and knew which muscles were more important to have trained and geared us a program around that. — Nancy Johnson

For me, take Tiger Woods. I always thought he was great, but I never truly understood how good he was until I had the chance to go to Tiger Woods Golf Camp. He taught me how to swing and was hitting the ball, and this dude was unreal. — Larry Fitzgerald

Is there not a way by which the man who can think can be enabled to have time to think? — Georgia Douglas Johnson

Did you know that lack of information is the number one barrier to wealth? — Robert Kiyosaki

I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world. — Walt Whitman

You can't polish a turd. — Stephen King

Hey. What did you do to your - I mean, you look different." My cheeks go immediately hot. Not that your average onlooker can tell, given all the makeup I'm wearing. "Frankie and I were just messing around this morning." "Oh," he says, tying the paper from his straw into little knots. "It looks nice, I mean. I just can't see you, that's all." I make a mental note to ditch the makeup tomorrow. Then I get mad at myself for letting some boy that I just met dictate what I do with my own face. Then I get mad at myself for getting mad at myself and remember that I, too, prefer the natural look. — Sarah Ockler