Kam Carman Quotes & Sayings

Inspirational leadership connects to a highly motivated workforce which, in turn, means inspirational results — Nigel Crouch

There are some good things and some fantastic ones in Auden's early attitude; if the reader calls it a muddle I shall acquiesce, with the remark that the later position might be considered a more rarefied muddle. But poets rather specialize in muddles and I have no doubt which of the muddles was better for Auden's poetry: one was fertile and usable, the other decidedly is not. Auden sometimes seems to be saying with Henry Clay, "I had rather be right than poetry"; but I am not sure, then, that he is either. — Randall Jarrell

What I read, I read thoroughly and retain almost all of it. — Philip Schultz

The more neurosis the more wisdom. — Pema Chodron

Words themselves were the ultimate barrier to revelation. — Frank Herbert

My vintage Levi's are my favorite on the show, 'cause they really fit. — Laura Prepon

This is one of the things I find so insufferable about the liberal backlash against critics of Islam - especially the pernicious meme "Islamophobia," by which anyone who thinks Islam merits special concern at this moment in history is branded a bigot. — Sam Harris

An anchor should be someone who is personally open and willing to communicate. — Asa Don Brown

I want to go to the World Cup. I want to go to the Masters. I want to go ... anywhere. — Michael Phelps

The Oracle rose. As one, the three witches bowed.
"See?" Bran jerked his thumb at the three women. "That's how a woman should treat a man. Next time you see me, I want you to do just like them. — Ilona Andrews

Freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul. — Louisa May Alcott

excelling at actions without being attached to them or to their results becomes the key to a balanced life. — Jayant Kalawar

Miles gathered his reins, tensed one calf, and shifted his weight slightly, and Fat Ninny responded with a neat half turn and two precise back steps. The thick-set roan gelding could not have been mistaken by the most ignorant urbanite for a fiery steed, but Miles adored him, for his dark and liquid eye, his wide velvet nose, his phlegmatic disposition equally unappalled by rushing streams or screaming aircars, but most of all for his exquisite dressage-trained responsiveness. Brains before beauty. Just being around him made Miles calmer; the beast was an emotional blotter, like a purring cat. Miles patted Fat Ninny on the neck. "If anybody asks," he murmured, "I'll tell them your name is Chieftain." Fat Ninny waggled one fuzzy ear, heaving a whooshing, barrel-chested sigh. Grandfather — Lois McMaster Bujold