Kittner Surgical Instrument Quotes & Sayings

That was the way Dean found me when he finally decided I was worth saving. — Jack Kerouac

From up here, the city below looked calm. Peaceful. Serene.

It was a lie.

Mia could feel the lie in her bones, in the foreboding creeping along the fine hairs on her skin. But mostly she could feel it in her head, where preparations were underway across Romane to meet the coming chaos. — G.S. Jennsen

Yoga is a science. It is the science of consciousness. Yoga suggests that there is more, other realms, other dimensions, and nirvana - the central nexus where all this comes from. — Frederick Lenz

While I looked, I thought myself happy, and was surprised to find myself ere long weeping
and why? — Charlotte Bronte

The '70's came and went already — Joe Perry

Once you have met a true human being,
Let him not disappear from the horizon of your HEART. — Rumi

It behooves every man to remember that the work of the critic is of altogether secondary importance, and that in the end, progress is accomplished by the man who does things. — Theodore Roosevelt

You sure about this?" I asked Thalia.
She turned to me. "Amaltheia leads me to good things. The last time she appeared, she led me to you."
The compliment warmed me like a cup of hot chocolate. I'm a sucker that way. Thalia can flash those blue eyes, give me one kind word, and she can get me to do pretty much whatever. — Rick Riordan

Many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. [But]that does not lessen their beauty ... — Louisa May Alcott

She found herself too visible in silence; exposed in the quiet of reflection. — Tracey Lindberg

I like coffee so much that I have tea for breakfast. The first cup of the day in particular is so good that I'm afraid I won't be able to properly appreciate it when I am half-asleep. — Christoph Niemann

Writers, because they write, are condemned never to be readers of their own stories ... The memory of first putting a story into words will always prevent writers from reading their work as an ordinary reader would. — Elena Ferrante