Jacquizz Rodgers Quotes & Sayings

Above all, do not attempt to be exhaustive. — Roland Barthes

The most scarce resource we have these days is the idea. — DJ Spooky

I've never fooled anyone. I've let people fool themselves. They didn't bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn't argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn't. — Marilyn Monroe

The more developed your abs, the less time you've spent reading. — Natasha Leggero

The hourglass runs low ... — Christopher Pike

It doesn't matter how much you flirt the whole day, at night you'll always end up thinking about the one you truly love — Zayn Malik

God begins to paint the clouds in the eastern sky when the mountains butterflies come flying home — Srinidhi.R

The mind, too, has its regimen. It needs gymnastics, just like the body does. — Honore De Balzac

These detective series on TV always end at precisely the right moment-after the criminal is arrested and before the court turns him loose. — Robert Orben

Who hadn't at some point in his life wanted to climb to the top of a sailing ship in full flight? — Lev Grossman

Every potion has eight parts. One part is a base liquid to hold the others and provide a medium for mixing. Five parts are symbolically linked to each of the five senses. One is similarly linked to the mind, and another to the spirit. The basic ingredient to the stimulant potion was coffee, while the base for the scent-masking potion was water. I got them both to boiling. — Jim Butcher

The sight of the awful and majestic in nature had indeed always the effect of solemnising my mind and causing me to forget the passing cares of life. — Mary Shelley

Suicide. It's something I've been thinking about. Not too seriously, but I have been thinking about it.
That's the note. Word for word. And I know it's word for word because I wrote it dozens of times before delivering it. I'd write it, throw it away, write it, crumple it up, throw it away.
But why was I writing it to begin with? I asked myself that question every time I printed the words onto a new sheet of paper. Why was I writing this note? It was a lie. I hadn't been thinking about it. Not really. Not in detail. The thought would come into my head and I'd push it away.
But I pushed it away a lot. — Jay Asher