Laying A Strong Foundation Quotes & Sayings

My main goal in life is to be as good of a person my dogs already think I am. — Anonymous

Cahoots being a legal term in Wyoming, see cahooting in the first degree, intent to cahoot, and so on. — Craig Johnson

Robert Kennedy, on his own, left no great legislative legacy, founded no great institution, led no great movement. His most extraordinary accomplishment - and it was extraordinary - was to embody in himself, and create in others, a kind of transcendent yearning for the possibility of redemptive change. — Hendrik Hertzberg

All great authors are seers. — George Henry Lewes

History , as it comes into our daily lives, is charged with surprise and shock. — Robert Heilbroner

Man only likes counting his grief, he doesn't count his happiness. But if he were to count properly, he'd see that there's enough of both lots for him. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

I could feel the warmth of the dog through my nightgown; I must have gotten hot during the night and thrown off the sheet. I drowsily patted the animal's head and began to stroke his fur, my fingers running idly through the thick hair. He wriggled even closer, sniffed my face, put his arm around me.
His *arm*?
I was off the bed and shrieking in one move.
In my bed, Sam propped himself on his elbows, sunny side up, and looked at me with some amusement.
"Oh, ohmyGod! Sam, how'd you get here? What are you doing? Where's Dean?" I covered my face with my hands and turned back, but I'd certainly seen all there was to see of Sam.
"Woof," said Sam, from a human throat, and the truth stomped over me in combat boots.
I whirled back to face him, so angry I felt like I was going to blow a gasket.
"You watched me undress last night, you ... you ... damn dog! — Charlaine Harris

I am very driven. — Kevin Pietersen

Every great legend begins with that one person who raises an angry fist to the sky and flips off the gods in defiance. Acheron — Sherrilyn Kenyon

From my earliest memories, my aunt was squirting out oil paint. I could just eat it. I would go from her studio and walk down to my father's house, and there he was, working in egg tempera. — Jamie Wyeth