Kokeri Quotes & Sayings

I used to believe the government was the answer to all our problems. But the ... government, I've concluded, is now aninsufferable jungle of self-serving bureaucrats. — Chet Huntley

In an age of rust, she comes up stainless steel — M.R. Carey

The witch reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a light brown chamois bag about the size of a playing card. "Maybe this will help you. It'll boost your self-esteem."
Now we're getting somewhere. Riley took the bag and opened it. She looked to the bottom to find ... nothing.
"Ah, it's empty."
"Of course," Ayden replied. "It's up to you to fill it. Find things that mean something to you, that represent times where you've overcome an obstacle, learned something important. Put those items in the bag and they'll help you find your strength. — Jana Oliver

It's not what I'd want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their ankles, like in that movie. — Neil Gaiman

People who love us are the people who will listen and understand our juice expression, which supports our struggle, gently admonish us when we are wrong, forgive us when we fail, motivates us to optimize the potential and even more amazing is he celebrating our success as celebrating though. — Rifhi Siddiq

When you first get fame, you're so insecure that you just become a ding dong. — Tate Donovan

The idea of playing a character for even two years, to me feels claustrophobic - only because I want to play a lot of different people. — Hilary Swank

Newspaper men, perhaps more than any other class, are rated by ability. — Franklin Knight Lane

I wonder often if they survived, and if they are still in North Korea. There were so many desperate people on the streets crying for help that you had to shut off your heart or the pain would be too much. After a while you can't care anymore. And that is what hell is like. Almost — Yeonmi Park

Beneath and around the dead and ruined chaparral rise the most amazingly beautiful flowers. Tulips and wind poppies and flame poppies, whispering bells and suncups. These are flowers that grow only after a burn. Only in a land once dead. You never see them otherwise

When my eyes closed I can see those flowers now. They are a promise: that the land will regrow, that even after a disaster life continues, that wonders abound. k — Frances Wood