Krischer Obituary Quotes & Sayings

It is a mistake to assume that if everybody does his job, it will be all right. The whole system may be in trouble. — W. Edwards Deming

The '50s was a pretty wonderful time for people, it was hopeful. — Chris Isaak

Typhon was amazed at the lengths to which she would go in order to please him. "What do you want me to do with this girl?" he asked. "Drink her Nectar as you used to drink mine. It will make you young & strong & all the better when you couple with me!" And so the terrible Typhon willingly accepted his beloved's gift.[MMT] — Nicholas Chong

Americans are rising to the tasks of history, and they expect the same of us. — George W. Bush

By loving and leaving all that oil has done for us ... we are able to then begin the creation of a world which is more resilient, more nourishing, and in which we find ourselves fitter, more skilled and more connected to each other. — Rob Hopkins

Too many people would rather fight to the death to defend their bullhead positions. Tyrone was impressed whenever someone changed their mind. It meant acting on reason, and with reason came self-improvement. — Jack Kilborn

To some of us, the nights are too long. To some, the days. — Chuck Palahniuk

My mum's from Yorkshire and my parents aren't snotty or posh - they're very hard workers, both of them. — Sally Phillips

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home. — Dan Groat

Little by little, not without astonishment, I rediscovered the great names of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, who had been the master thinkers of my grandfather and other Mexican liberals. They did no offer me a doctrine or a catechism: they were and they are a source, an inspiration. — Octavio Paz

I suppose it was the end of the world for her when her husband and her baby were killed. I suppose she didn't care what became of her and flung herself into the horrible degradation of drink and promiscuous copulation to get even with life that had treated her so cruelly. She'd lived in heaven and when she lost it she couldn't put up with the common earth of common men, but in despair plunged headlong into hell. I can imagine that if she couldn't drink the nectar of the gods any more she thought she might as well drink bathroom gin.'
That's the sort of thing you say in novels. It's nonsense and you know it's nonsense. Sophie wallows in the gutter because she likes it. Other women have lost their husbands and children. It wasn't that that made her evil. Evil doesn't spring from good. The evil was there always. When that motor accident broke her defences it set her free to be herself. Don't waste your pity on her, she's now what at heart she always was. — W. Somerset Maugham