Ieftin Quotes & Sayings

O Nature, gracious mother of us all,
Within thy bosom myriad secrets lie
Which thou surrenderest to the patient eye
That seeks and waits. — Margaret Junkin Preston

The world being broken. Maybe it isn't that we're supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we're the pieces. - Nick — Rachel Cohn

Is this, Miriam wonders, what they call the march of history? And even if she doesn't fully understand, it doesn't mean she can't appreciate the need, the periodic need for some people to resort to gasoline, rags, and matches. Doesn't it always come to this? Isn't history as much about tearing things down as it is about building things up? — Peter Orner

Our business is not based on having information about you. You're not our product. Our product are these, and this watch, and Macs, and so forth. And so we run a very different company. I think everyone has to ask, how do companies make their money? Follow the money. And if they're making money mainly by collecting gobs of personal data, I think you have a right to be worried. — Tim Cook

The essential thing to know about the Dip is that it's there. Knowing that you're facing a Dip is the first step in getting through it. — Seth Godin

People are idiots, Choo. ALways remember that: people are faithless, backstabbing, weak, creepy, stupid, lazy idiots. — Michael Grant

I like reading in a pub rather than a library or study, as it's generally much easier to get a drink. — Pete McCarthy

I went to see a children's matinee at the movie theatre one summer, but at some point they had changed to the grown up movie in the late afternoon, and I ended up seeing this movie called 'The Bad Seed.' It just terrified me. — Robert Englund

When I am through learning, I am through. — John Wooden

In the night the eyes are partly closed, or retire into the head. Other senses take the lead. The walker is guided as well by the sense of smell. Every plant and field and forest emits its odor now, - swamp-pink in the meadow, and tansy in the road; and there is the peculiar dry scent of corn which has begun to show its tassels. The senses both of hearing and smelling are more alert. We hear the tinkling of rills which we never detected before. — Henry David Thoreau