Huscroft Norman Quotes & Sayings

The man who didn't want his wife to work has been succeeded by the man who asks about her chances of getting a raise. — Earl Wilson

I want to be oblivious to the hurt written on her face. I want to be selfish and young and normal. M would be that way. She would need space to grieve. She would rebel because her parents were simply uncool, not because one was wearing a horrifying happy mask and the other was a living ghost. She'd be distant because she was preoccupied with boys or school, not because she's tired from hunting down the Histories of the dead, or distracted by her new hotel-turned-apartment, where the walls are filled with crimes. — Victoria Schwab

For the most part the regular profession has either ignored or else denounced fasting. Fasting is a fad or it is quackery. They do not study it, do not employ it and do not endorse it. On the contrary, they declare that the sick must eat to keep up their strength. — Herbert M. Shelton

Her cream-colored dress, alternately blue or gray as they walked, and — F Scott Fitzgerald

From the very first, I knew that it would be so ... I smiled to myself, and said, That
and none other. — Daphne Du Maurier

Our minds are so cluttered with endless to-do lists that there's no room for us to experience the joy in being alive today. — Craig Groeschel

I may be permitted, like the doctors, to cure a greater evil by a less, for I shall not fall seriously in love with the young widow, I think, nor she with me - that's certain - but if I find a little pleasure in her society I may surely be allowed to seek it; and if the star of her divinity be bright enough to dim the lustre of Eliza's, so much the better, but I scarcely can think it — Anne Bronte

A vital function of the free market is to penalize inefficiency and misjudgment and to reward efficiency and good judgment. By distorting economic calculations and creating illusory profits, inflation will destroy this function. — Henry Hazlitt

Rebel against the flesh and bone,
The word of the blood, the wily skin,
And the maggot no man can slay. — Dylan Thomas