Kingston Car Insurance Quotes & Sayings

And [Thaler] noticed that when he had his fellow economists to dinner, they filled up on cashews, which meant they had less appetite for the meal. More to the point, he noticed that they tended to be relieved when he removed the cashew nuts, so they didn't ruin their dinners. "The idea that it could make you better off to reduce your choices - that idea was alien to economics. — Michael Lewis

How will we ever get out, straight and fast, of this labyrinth of suffering? — John Green

I love playing live, I don't like studios all that much. I need the reaction of the audience. — Gavin Rossdale

Let no act be done without a purpose, nor otherwise than according to the perfect principles of art. — Marcus Aurelius

I can not, and will not judge, by what my eyes may see. For the skin on a man shall not reveal his true identity. — Robert M. Hensel

I suppose you had to," Wes said when Phin went back to join him at the table.
"Pretty much. She seduced me."
"Yeah, right," Wes said. "She said, 'Please fix the kitchen drain,' and you interpreted that
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"She said, 'Fuck me.' " Phin put two balls on the table and picked up his cue. "I interpreted that to mean she wanted sex."
"Oh." Wes picked up his cue. "That would have been my call, too." He squinted at the table. "Why would she have said that?"
"On a guess? Because she wanted sex. — Jennifer Crusie

Suspicion has its dupes, as well as credulity. — Sophie Swetchine

the worst madmen don't seem odd at all," Grimm said. "They appear to be quite calm and rational, in fact. Until the screaming starts. — Jim Butcher

He made small talk on the way about how he was abandoned as a child and will only rest easy once he is avenged. His name was Tom. — The Harvard Lampoon

A photographer's reality is what he or she wants to show. — Fred Picker

Love cannot accept what it is. Everywhere on earth it cries out against kindness, compassion, intelligence, everything that leads to compromise. Love demands the impossible, the absolute, the sky on fire, inexhaustible springtime, life after death, and death itself transfigured into eternal life. — Albert Camus