Library Sayings And Quotes & Sayings

But of course, instead of saying something honest like Yes, bitch, it hurts, Damon just shrugged. — J.C. Daniels

Since loving is about knowing, we have more meaningful love relationships when we know each other and it takes time to know each other. — Bell Hooks

It is difficult for me to imagine what "personal liberty" is enjoyed by an unemployed person, who goes about hungry, and cannot find employment.
Real liberty can exist only where exploitation has been abolished, where there is no oppression of some by others, where there is no unemployment and poverty, where a man is not haunted by the fear of being tomorrow deprived of work, of home and of bread. Only in such a society is real, and not paper, personal and every other liberty possible. — Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin

Obama had campaigned against Bush's ideas and approaches. But, Donilon, for one, thought that Obama had perhaps underestimated the extent to which he had inherited George W. Bush's presidency - the apparatus, personnel and mind-set of war making. — Bob Woodward

He who does not feel me is not real to me, therefore SHE does not exist! — Habeeb Akande

Ultimately, it's an illusion that you can understand yourself. — Paul Schrader

Understand well as I may, my comprehension can only be an infinitesimal fraction of all I want to understand. — Ada Lovelace

The vilest deeds like poison weeds Bloom well in prison air; It is only what is good in man That wastes and withers there. — Oscar Wilde

People talk when they think no one is listening. — Sarah Tregay

Chickens are true creatures of zen - they live only and absolutely for the moment. Their actions one particular second will not necessarily have any influence or bearing on their actions in the next second, nor are they necessarily influenced by their actions of the prior second. Chicken thoughts arrive in their tiny mad little minds like flashes of a strobe light, each light being an action, each flashing with the brilliance of a not very brilliant thing. Each action utterly random. The complete randomness of chaos. Chickens are notorious escape artists, not due to their ability to devise cunning plans as they huddle together in their coop beneath a bare light bulb, scratching out complex diagrams in the dirt, but simply out of sheet unpredictability. They are the pachinko balls of the animal kingdom, effecting their escapes through the simple device of, say, turning left for no particular reason. — Jeffery Russell