Honsberg Instruments Quotes & Sayings

Time is clay. Go make something. — Barbara Bach

We should totally rely on God, then our success will always be stable and nothing would be able to shake it — Sunday Adelaja

Except it's not treasure we've come to bury. Just my daughter's castrated cat. He — Stephen King

If you cannot convince a Fascist, acquaint his head with the pavement. — Leon Trotsky

I don't know what to say about the hygiene of the male species. — Victor LaValle

I am reassured to know that the straightness of my grain is not a precondition of usefulness to God. And I am humbled to see that out of the twistedness of my wounds, he designs for me a special place of service. — Robert D. Lupton

I just want ambitious teenagers to know it is totally fine to be quite, observant kids. Besides being a delight to your parents, you will find you have plenty of time later to catch up. — Mindy Kaling

Fictional comedy tells us that the writer is remarkable. Factual comedy tells us that the world is remarkable. I suppose I prefer to live in a remarkable world. — Dave Gorman

Luther, bring the gatekeeper quickly!" Bell ordered. "Just how did you get in, Miss Drew?"
"I came in at the entrance," Nancy replied. "The larkspur is beautiful. — Carolyn Keene

Whenever I travel through crowded places, I'm struck by how human beings en masse are so incredibly hideous, while individual humans can be so heartbreakingly beautiful. Congregated: ugly, ubiquitous, and repellent. Individually: nuanced, intricate, beautiful, and unknowable. Fragile, separate, singular...fascinating. This just kills me. — Lucy Knisley

Okay, I should probably go. I don't want to stop, though. I can't stop with you. Come with me to St. Louis. Let's find happiness. — Leah Raeder

The more you love, the more you can love
and the more intensely you love. Nor is there any limit on how many you can love. If a person had time enough, he could love all of that majority who are decent and just. — Robert A. Heinlein

The spirit of playful competition is, as a social impulse, older than culture itself and pervades all life like a veritable ferment. Ritual grew up in sacred play; poetry was born in play and nourished on play; music and dancing were pure play ... We have to conclude, therefore, that civilization is, in its earliest phases, played. It does not come from play ... it arises in and as play, and never leaves it. — Johan Huizinga

While primarily a photographer, I do not see or think photographically; hence the story of Indian life will not be told in microscopic detail, but rather will be presented as a broad and luminous picture. — Edward S. Curtis