Juha Kankkunen Quotes & Sayings

Better spare to have of thine own, then aske of other men.
[Better spare to have of thine own than ask of other men.] — George Herbert

No, that is boring. If people want to see medical stuff they should watch ER. — Mindy Kaling

Sometimes I think I've been too honest, and other times, too explicit. — Amanda Eliasch

Nobody wants to be alone in misery. Cara experienced no shame in admitting that need. Not only did she not want to suffer alone, she demanded co-suffering from all who dared love her. — Christa Parravani

The brutal truth is, we're scarcely 'educating' children at all. Even if you overlook the guilt, fear, bigotry, and dangerous anti-intellectual flapdoodle being funneled into young brains by schools on the religious right, what we're doing is training kids to be cogs in the wheels of commerce. — Tom Robbins

What sort of grim adventure was it on which I had embarked? — Bram Stoker

Image is powerful, but image is also superficial. — Cameron Russell

Hey, if we're going to be plotting and shit, can we order pizza or something?" Digger asked.
"It's four in the morning," Zane said.
Digger checked his watch, nodding. "Pizza counts as breakfast, right?"
Zane looked thoroughly scandalized. — Abigail Roux

LONDON. TRINITY TERM one week old. Implacable June weather. Fiona Maye, a High Court judge, at home on Sunday evening, supine on a chaise longue, staring past her stockinged feet toward the end of the room, toward a partial view of recessed bookshelves by the fireplace and, to one side, by a tall window, a tiny Renoir lithograph of a bather, bought by her thirty years ago for fifty pounds. Probably a fake. Below it, centered on a round walnut table, a blue vase. No memory of how she came by it. Nor when she last put flowers in it. The fireplace not lit in a year. Blackened raindrops falling irregularly into the grate with a ticking sound against balled-up yellowing newsprint. A Bokhara rug spread on wide polished floorboards. Looming at the edge of vision, a baby grand piano bearing silver-framed family photos on its deep black shine. On the floor by the chaise longue, within her reach, the draft of a judgment. — Ian McEwan