Jabbascript Quotes & Sayings

They that censure, should practice. Or else let them have the first stone, and the last too. — William Penn

Systems and processes are essential to keep the crusade going, but they should not replace the crusade. — Simon Sinek

promoted to admiral after a daring escape from the Citadel prison; — John Jackson Miller

You say to yourself, Well, this poem isn't going to be any good, but I'll write it anyway. — Robert Bly

Quietly, dispassionately, Russell would make sure the senator understood not only the reasons why he should take the same position on the bill that Russell was taking, but the reasons why he should take an opposing position. — Robert A. Caro

The hardest task for the historian ... is to consider the evidence without prejudice. We all have prior agendas and tend to find what we're looking for while ignoring anything contrary to our expectations. So history, because it is a human pursuit, is always partial and prejudiced no less than our own interior lives: both are just a sum of contingent memories. — Christopher Evans

All alike, you men. You only want the satisfaction of being through with us first, that's all. So far I've had the good fortune of beating you to it. So I am heartless. — Greta Garbo

Ruthless is not necessarily the word I would use, but tough, resolute, understanding what the problems are, and understanding that the job of the president of the United States is to protect the people of this country and to do what is necessary in order to get it done. — Benjamin Carson

I don't just like to have 1 take, but not too many. I think it is good to keep it alive. — Clive Owen

The limits of sensory evolution in fish are defined very largely by their habitat. Water is physically supportive, carries some kinds of odour well, and is kind to sound - letting it travel several times faster than air will allow, but it inhibits other more personal kinds of communication. — Lyall Watson

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby with no regrets and I don't mind saying it's a sad, sad story when a mother will teach her daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger. And how in the world can the words that I said send somebody so over the edge that they'd write me a letter saying that I better shut up and sing or my life will be over? — Dixie Chicks