Jackknifed Semi Quotes & Sayings
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I'm stronger because I had to be
I'm smarter because of my mistakes
Happier because of sadness I've known and
Now wiser because I've learned
Trials = Triumph — Unknown

The Reggio Emilia philosophy for the education of young children and the Waldorf schools. — Daniel H. Pink

I love the comic opportunities that come up in the context of a father-son relationship. — Harrison Ford

Jack grins. Anyways, Saba likes to look at my bare chest.
Lugh looks at me. Frowns. Is that a fact? he says.
I feel myself go bright red. It is not a fact, I says. You stinker, Jack. — Moira Young

There are not many designers who are truly creative and literate. Most are self-indulgent, illiterate, fashion-mongering, service people trying to bridge a message between a product and an audience. — Ivan Chermayeff

Much of what happens in our world is evil and bad, but God specializes in bringing good out of it. — Rick Warren

People always say be true to yourself. But that's misleading, because there are two selves. There's your short term self, and there's your long term self. And if you're only true to your short term self, your long term self slowly decays. — Brandon Stanton

We still have to keep betting on markets like America that are full of opportunities to grow, even if we have to work our heads off to do it. — Jose Andres

electrical wires dragged down by the weight of the ice and flickering balefully, a row of sleet-covered planes stranded in an airport, a huge truck that's jackknifed and tipped over and is lying on its side with smoke coming out. An ambulance is on the scene, a fire truck, a huddle of raingear-clad operatives: someone's been injured, always a sight to make the heart beat faster. A policeman appears, crystals of ice whitening his moustache; he pleads sternly with people to stay inside. It's no joke, he tells the viewers. Don't think you can brave the elements! His frowning, frosted eyebrows are noble, like those on the wartime bond-drive posters from the 1940s. Constance remembers those, or believes she does. But she may just be remembering history books or museum displays or documentary films: so hard, sometimes, to tag those memories accurately. Finally, a minor touch of pathos: a stray dog is displayed, semi-frozen, wrapped in a child's pink nap blanket. A gelid baby — Margaret Atwood