Jurcisin Realty Quotes & Sayings

In 1994, to motivate me to complete my pilot's license, my good friend, Gregg Maryniak, gave me Charles Lindbergh's autobiography of his solo flight across the Atlantic. — Peter Diamandis

I adore you. I shall never love any-
body in my life as I adore you, never and nowhere, neither in
eternity, nor in terrenity, neither in Ladore, nor on Terra, where they say our souls go. But! But, my love, my Van, I'm
physical, horribly physical — Vladimir Nabokov

Fingers touch the pages. They turn me. I continue on. I always do. All is big. The — Markus Zusak

There is nothing wrong with having competitive instincts. They are survival instincts. — Pat Summitt

The increasing influence of the Bible is marvelously great, penetrating everywhere. It carries with it a tremendous power of freedom and justice guided by a combined force of wisdom and goodness. — Thomas More

In the forty years of the people's republic, some of the worst historical traits were preserved in our people. These included even the common characteristics developed in the economic reality of the time of partitions in the 17th and 18th centuries. — Andrzej Wajda

Some think there is something wrong about enhancing people. — James D. Watson

I've been a Mac guy for almost my entire adult life. I wrote my first college papers on a typewriter, but by the end of my freshman year - almost 20 years ago - I was on an IBM PC. Then, in 1984, I found the Mac, and I never looked back. — John Battelle

In some countries the common people are not permitted to read the Bible at all. In ours, it is as common as a newspaper and in schools is read with nearly the same degree of respect. — Noah Webster

Do what scares you, your dreams are there waiting for you. — Christina Perri

By the time you have perfected any style of writing, you have always outgrown it. — George Orwell

I've made choices that work with my family. I want to work and I want to be with my family so I just walk the tight-rope of showing up for both those things. — Helen Hunt

This was the kind of moral dilemma Pauline often got her into. Mr. Someone-or-Other, Pauline had mouthed. Adele at lunch with him, crying. But Mr. Who? She turned to her typewriter, Pauline's eyes still on her. She would like to ask "Who?" - but to do so, in that same mouthing whisper Pauline had used, would be to enter too fully into Pauline's tale, Pauline's bitter triumph, and, in some way, into Pauline's unhappy life. But Mr. Who? — Alice McDermott