Hewitts Quotes & Sayings

School work and intellectual interests such as music and the arts were not especially important to me while I was growing up, although mathematics, my favorite subject, was fun. Baseball was my first passion: I played sand lot and Little League and rooted for the Brooklyn Dodgers. — Robert C. Merton

He was experienced enough to spot the downside of doing the right thing. — Chris Matthews

Do you have some big secret life I don't know about?' Connor jokes. 'Who would be calling you at midnight?'
'I have no idea,' I reply. 'But I'm pretty sure I only have one secret life. — Wendy Mass

And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains. I had to get to Denver at once. — Jack Kerouac

Obedience is a part of greatness. — Mark E. Petersen

The government has become a mechanism for distributing largess, and your census form is your ticket. — Tom G. Palmer

What if someone created some sort of eyebrow pencil that was revolutionary and that was made specifically to help eyebrows look more realistic? — Michelle Phan

Go. Do what you have to do. Be the hero that you are ... but come back to me. There's more to Noah McCall than the head of Last Chance Rescue. I see that man. ... I love them both. Return to me, Noah. Please. - Mara to Noah — Christy Reece

Keep up your patient's spirits by music of viols and ten-stringed psaltery, or by forged letters describing the death of his enemies, or by telling him he has been elected to a bishopric, if a churchman. — Henri De Mondeville

Who does not tremble when he considers how to deal with his wife?' asked Henry VIII in his treatise A Defence of the Seven Sacraments; 'for not only is he bound to love her, but so to live with her that he may return her to God pure and without stain, when God who gave shall demand His own again.' Marriage — Alison Weir

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind. Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die. The unexplained glory flies above them, Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom -A field where a thousand corpses lie. Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. — Stephen Crane