Jeremic Vuk Quotes & Sayings

I like directors who come on the set and create something that's a little dangerous, difficult or unusual. — Elia Kazan

When we hate a person, what we hate in his image is something inside ourselves. Whatever isn't inside us can't excite us. — Hermann Hesse

I fully support U.N. Secretary General Ban Ki-moon in his Global Education First Initiative and the work of U.N. Special Envoy for Global Education Gordon Brown and the respectful president of the U.N. General Assembly Vuk Jeremic. I thank them for the leadership they continue to give. — Malala Yousafzai

No book has yet been written in praise of a woman who let her husband and children starve or suffer while she invented even the most useful things, or wrote books, or expressed herself in art, or evolved philosophic systems — Anna Garlin Spencer

The bikini is the most important thing since the atom bomb. — Diana Vreeland

I have not failed. I have successfully discovered 1200 ideas that don't work. — Thomas A. Edison

The life of a woman is worth half of that of a man [in Iran]. If a terrorist attacks me and my brother on the street and we are both injured the same, the compensation he receives is twice as much as the compensation that I would receive. — Shirin Ebadi

There's way easier ways to make money, let's just put it that way. — Sebastian Bach

And kissing him is like sucking on alcohol-soaked feet. — Kristin Cast

[For American consumer society], the country's reserves of ignorance constitute a natural resource as precious as the Mississippi River or the long-lost herds of buffalo. — Lewis H. Lapham

The culture industry not so much adapts to the reactions of its customers as it counterfeits them. — Theodor Adorno

We can never prove that we're alone in the universe. But the Allen Telescope Array could prove that we're not. — Seth Shostak

We may call it "people pleasing," but it is entirely self-serving because it is really all about keeping myself comfortable. Boiled down, it could be more accurately called "me pleasing. — Emily P. Freeman

Though the rain washed Mammachi's spit off his face, it didn't stop the feeling that somebody had lifted off his head and vomited into his body. Lumpy vomit dribbling down his insides. Over his heart. His lungs. The slow thick drip into the pit of his stomach. All his organs awash in vomit. There was nothing the rain could do about that. — Arundhati Roy