Journalistes Belgique Quotes & Sayings

You know, I've taught philosophy for years and one argues in the hypothetical all the time. — Bill Bennett

Sometimes a world that doesn't exist is the only escape from the one that does. — Lisa Wingate

Losing your job gives you time — Sunday Adelaja

If you're trying to recreate life, the life that you best know is the one you grew up with. — Alexander Payne

We don't have all the answers. A few months ago, that would have driven me crazy. Now I know sometimes you have to just take life for what it is instead of worrying about what might happen. — Amy Patrick

In India, I'm always 'Aruna Roy's husband.' — Bunker Roy

I think it's really important these days to be able to relate to how the music flows and be able to speak the same language as your bandmates and the producer, rather than just talking drums. — Matt Cameron

Muscles are like work animals that are quick on the uptake. If you carefully increase the load, step by step, they learn to take it. As long as you explain your expectations to them by actually showing them examples of the amount of work they have to endure, your muscles will comply and gradually get stronger. — Haruki Murakami

What the fuck are you two talking about? Why are all dreams and prophecies so goddamn obscure?" "Because, dumb-ass, if any one of them flat-out told you what was coming, you'd try to stop it or change it. Some things you can't stop. You just have to go through them. At least with a clue, you'll be able to recognize it when it gets there. — Richard Kadrey

Fragment of the Elegy on the Death of Bion
From the Greek of Moschus
Published from the Hunt manuscripts by Forman, "Poetical Works of P. B. S.", 1876.
Ye Dorian woods and waves, lament aloud,
Augment your tide, O streams, with fruitless tears,
For the beloved Bion is no more.
Let every tender herb and plant and flower,
From each dejected bud and drooping bloom,
Shed dews of liquid sorrow, and with breath
Of melancholy sweetness on the wind
Diffuse its languid love; let roses blush,
Anemones grow paler for the loss
Their dells have known; and thou, O hyacinth,
Utter thy legend now - yet more, dumb flower,
Than 'Ah! alas!' - thine is no common grief
Bion the [sweetest singer] is no more.
NOTE:
_2 tears]sorrow (as alternative) Hunt manuscript — Percy Bysshe Shelley

My parenting style could be described as not good cop or bad cop so much as nervous cop. I'm always yelling for somebody to stop because they're about to get hurt. I'm the take a jacket, slow down guy. — Paul Reiser

With the right information at our fingertips, we can always make better decisions. That is one of the reasons I'm working with Tom's of Maine, in particular. For decades they've provided information about ingredients, their purpose and source. — Sophie Heyman Uliano