Kassab Realty Quotes & Sayings

Many errors and tragic disillusionments are possible in this process of emotional recognition, since a sense of life, by itself, is not a reliable cognitive guide. And if there are degrees of evil, then one of the most evil consequences of mysticism - in terms of human suffering - is the belief that love is a matter of "the heart," not the mind, that love is an emotion independent of reason, that love is blind and impervious to the power of philosophy. — Ayn Rand

Kids want to know when Uncle Hold is coming back," James said with a shrug in his voice.

"Wow, and they're not even zombies yet?"

"No, but they're young, they have no taste."

"Maybe you're the one with no taste."

"Jimmy," he said, referring to his son, "eats crayons. Suzy," his daughter, "drinks air and pretends it's tea."

"Maybe you should feed them once in a while. — Anna Sullivan

It was not a matter, mind you, of the certainty I had of being more intelligent than everyone else. Besides, such certainty is of no consequence because so many imbeciles share it. — Albert Camus

Loneliness is and always has been the central and inevitable experience of every man. — Thomas Wolfe

Instead, take everything as it comes Accept your preferences, but do not insist on them Take other's views as their right, as you have yours Resist nothing- accept everything Stay here no matter what, and you achieve peace And allow it to others — Matthew S. Barnes

After 'Crocodile Dundee,' I turned down lots of stuff, most of it where I'd play the girlfriend of some funny man. — Linda Kozlowski

You have to change the way you handle your past or you'll just keep using that same revolving door of all the familiar coping mechanisms that turn out to be mistakes for surviving the present." "Like — Eve Paludan

I mean, we are tribal by nature, and sometimes success and material wealth can divide and separate - it's not a new philosophy I'm sharing - more than hardship, hardship tends to unify. — Colin Farrell

I have seen some whose consciences, owing undoubtedly to former indulgence, had grown to be as irritable as spoilt children, and at length gave them no peace. They did not know when to swallow their cud, and their lives of course yielded no milk. — Henry David Thoreau