Jess Mastriani Quotes & Sayings

Your mind is like a spinnin' wheel, rotatin' endlessly and pointlessly until threads are fed in, when it starts producing yarn. Information is the foundation to all rational thought. Seek it out. Collect it assiduously. Stock the lumber yard of your mind with as many facts as you can fit in there. Do not attempt to distinguish between important facts and trivial facts: they are all potentially important — Andy Lane

It is a very poor consolation to be told that the man who has given one a bad dinner, or poor wine, is irreproachable in private life. Even the cardinal virtues cannot atone for half-cold entrees. — Oscar Wilde

I can't claim to know the words of all the national anthems in the world, but I don't know of any other that ends with a question and a challenge as ours does: Does that flag still wave o'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? That is what we must all ask. — Ronald Reagan

I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you. — Julie Anne Peters

I have yet to get sued. My father thinks I should get liability insurance. — Jessa Crispin

Many forgiven me for my missteps. I know, I'm BIG mouthed. Thank you for giving me a second chance. Because of you, I also forgive others... — Assegid Habtewold

There's no shame in loving life above death. Otherwise I would be dead. What use would that be to the gods, who will not die themselves? — Erica Jong

They, all of them, work incredibly hard to make me seem clever and heroic, neither of which I am. — Hugh Laurie

How can you trust only yourself when your eyes can blind you, your ears deceive you, when you speak that which you don't mean, and do that which you planned against? — Kyle Schmalenberg

It is not the natural movement of film that gives the objects their expression, but the artistic movement, that is to say, a rhythmical movement regulated by itself in which variations and pulsations form a part of the artistic design. — Hans Richter

You'll blow up a helicopter, but you won't go out with me? What is wrong with you? — Meg Cabot