Hotov Quotes & Sayings

I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time. — Orson Welles

We have to have more consideration for people who have lesser means than we do. It is a problem of survival. — Walter Munk

My whole written history is one big lie! I mean, I can't even believe my history. — Dennis Hopper

I'm not a particularly ideological person. There's things, some values I feel passionately about. — Barack Obama

Honestly, what we use a lot is melatonin. So we use lower dosages of melatonin, taking it at different times, depending upon where we are traveling and that can really help adjust the body's rhythm to wherever you are going. — Shelby Harris

President-elect Barack Obama is starting to get an idea of just how hard his new job is going to be. Today, he said he wanted to bring a sense of accountability to Washington. I think they realized actual accountability, never going to happen. — Jay Leno

The preacher's garment is cut according to the pattern of that of the hearers, for the most part. — Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.

It is just a lonely certainty that we are right and everybody else wrong, which makes it worthwhile for us busy-bodies to go on making a nuisance of ourselves. Our job is to keep both the simple Philistine and the greedy rich in their places, to prevent them, in their stupidity and avarice, from destroying everything that is left. — Auberon Waugh

She's got a new found fondness for stun guns."
There was silence and then Eddie replied "Yeah, I heard that too. Willie saw her with it, said the floor was littered with her victims. — Kristen Ashley

So this is how you swim inward. So this is how you flow outwards. So this is how you pray. — Mary Oliver

My mother is brilliant but emotional and very much gregarious and connected to people. My father was brilliant but focused and driven and very narrow-casted. — Justin Trudeau

Where is heaven? you ask me, my child,-the sages tell us it is
beyond the limits of birth and death, unswayed by the rhythm of day
and night; it is not of the earth.
But your poet knows that its eternal hunger is for time and
space, and it strives evermore to be born in the fruitful dust.
Heaven is fulfilled in your sweet body, my child, in your
palpitating heart.
The sea is beating its drums in joy, the flowers are a-tiptoe
to kiss you. For heaven is born in you, in the arms of the mother-
dust. — Rabindranath Tagore