Grotan Bactericide Quotes & Sayings

Aim not to win or succeed, but for excellence in the moment. — Dan Millman

Maggie Shipstead's prose is so graceful and muscular, so dazzling, so sure-handed and fearless, that at times I had to remind myself to breathe. Astonish Me is a treasure of small surprises. — Maria Semple

In a world full of monochromatic tadpoles, if you are fluorescent it does not matter what size of tadpole you are. — Subroto Bagchi

Actually, no, I feel like I'm some indiscriminate age. — Karina Halle

My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus. It's that kind of morning. — Jimmy Buffett

self-pity was like quicksand. Dip one toe in and it slowly sucked in the rest of you, until you were drowning in gloom. — Dale Mayer

I remember one time in my junior year, in my art class, our teacher had us doing, like, finger paints, and I went and put a stripe on a girl's shirt, and it turned into a big paint fight. Paint all over the walls, all over everybody. It was pretty fun. — CC Sabathia

And I remind myself that wherever one finds oneself, home and love is lent to each of us only for a while. We must care for it while it's ours, and cherish its memory once it's gone. — Barbara Mutch

The more I got to know you, the more I began to see that something was missing. Something I had convinced myself that I didn't need. — Valerie Hansen

As long as anyone believes that his ideal and purpose is outside him, that it is above the clouds, in the past or in the future, he will go outside himself and seek fulfillment where it cannot be found. He will look for solutions and answers at every point except where they can be found- in himself. — Erich Fromm

Does it involve getting naked and going back to bed, and you assuring me that you didn't marry me for my culinary skills? — J. Kenner

Before the gate
my walking stick's made a river of melting snow — Kobayashi Issa

The rain redoubled, and a sudden flash of lightning burned the world into existence all around them: every gray rock in the drystone wall, every blade of grass, every puddle and every tree was perfectly illuminated, and then swallowed by a deeper darkness, leaving after-images on Shadow's night-blinded eyes. — Neil Gaiman

I've always had the impression that real militants are like cleaning women, doing a thankless, daily but necessary job. — Francois Truffaut