Lefts Restaurants Quotes & Sayings

I'm a tired runner in the human race. — Huey Lewis

The work of eradicating crimes is not by making punishment familiar, but formidable. — Oliver Goldsmith

I wonder-maybe the key is balance. Maybe it's about living in the moment while still keeping your eye on the big picture-on all the pictures. — Sarah Mlynowski

There are no endings, only beginnings that have been reborn. — D.B. Patterson

How beautiful the days, They come and go. — Frank Loesser

It is unfair to suppose that one party has invariably acted rightly, and that the other is responsible for every wrong that has been committed. — Nelson A. Miles

And the moral for Dinosaurs is: Lock the Back Door! — Mo Willems

And, that's what I truly believe that we're doing when we're advancing scientific knowledge is we're someday making the world better. Not only for our children, but for all people after that. — Duane G. Carey

He would have lied to himself as facilely as an alcoholic lies to himself to justify the 10 a.m. tumbler of vodka : it may be early here, but in Baghdad it's almost evening. — Peter Benchley

Congress acknowledged that society's accumulated myths and fears about disability and disease are as handicapping as are the physical limitations that flow from actual impairment. — William J. Brennan Jr.

The priests were deferential, siding with Rome, and those who opposed them were said to be robbers and thugs, my father and his friends among — Alice Hoffman

While I liked hamsters, too, the Habitrail cage was expensive. Even I could see that the interconnecting boxes, tubes, and spheres could easily bankrupt a family and lead to addiction later in life. Because, how would you know when to stop? How could you stop? An entire city could be built with a Habitrail. — Augusten Burroughs

I know Simon and I will always be enemies..
But I thought maybe we'd get to a point where we didn't want to be. — Rainbow Rowell

Mama often said that no one is ever really entirely unhappy. I agreed with her here in my prison, when the sky took on so many colours and the light of a new day gradually flowed into my cell. Because — Albert Camus

Claire ... bitch!'" Her voice sounded raw and hoarse. "You ... think this ... makes us ... friends?'"
"God, no,'" Claire said. "But I think you kinda owe me. — Rachel Caine