Limabaugh Quotes & Sayings

When scientists get old, they get interested in the brain, and I'm a little bit afraid I'm falling into that. — Elizabeth Blackburn

For those who dare to dream, there is a whole world to win. — Dhirubhai Ambani

Anybody who tunes into Rush Limabaugh already knows what he's going to say and is already inclined to agree. So it winds up creating tribes. — George A. Romero

To what a degree the same past can leave different marks - and especially admit of different interpretations. — Andre Gide

If human beings cannot inhabit the earth, where else could they live? — Lailah Gifty Akita

You're going to look your girl straight in the eye and say, Baby your mom rode to the rafters. Your mom lifted three girls in her hand, grinning all the way, she says, our voices rising to a baying now, all together. Your mom build pyramids and flew high in the sky, and back in Sutton Grove, they're still talking about the wonders they saw that night, still talking about how they watched us all reach to the heavens. — Megan Abbott

The inner reality of love can be recognized only by love. — Hans Urs Von Balthasar

P42- the oppressed, as objects, as "things", have no purposes except those their oppressors prescribe for them. — Paulo Freire

I always feel inclined to blame Evangelist for some of the discomfort that poor Christian suffered in the Slough of Despond. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Culture? As Lesslie Newbigin poses the question, Can one who goes the way of the Cross sit in the seat of Pilate when it falls vacant? — Philip Yancey

I am young, and, therefor, I know my words only carry a certain weight in the world, but I do know enough to realize you cannot control the actions of others. You can only control what you do with yourself afterward. — Renee Ahdieh

It's only 60,000. It's not a big town. It's a big hockey town. Everybody plays hockey when you grow up. — Peter Forsberg

I never wear a watch, because I always know it's now - and now is when you should do it. — Steve Mariucci

He sees dilapidated three- and four-story concrete blocks, their walls painted in peeling pastel colors and streaked with graffiti, and because of the corrugated tin roofs, he again thinks of the reserve, which he also doesn't know. Sunlight. Black people staring at him. Tropical greenery. Tough dusty roots and grasses, leaves and vines. Gutted buildings. Ta, ta-da DA, ta, ta-da DA, ta, ta-da DA. Cement walls give onto gapingly empty ideas of rooms. — Nancy Huston