Linux Environment Variables Quotes & Sayings

Once I was asked if I had to take a test with the school board to prove I was competent to teach my children. My answer, "God made me competent to teach my children when He ordained me to be their mother. — Jamerrill Stewart

A book, he thinks at one point, rubbing his eyes, tired from so much focused reading. It's a world all on its own, too. He looks at the cover again. A satyr playing pan pipes, far more innocent-looking than when it got up to in the story. A world made of words, Seth thinks, where you live for a while.
"And then it's over," he says. — Patrick Ness

It's more fun to color outside the lines. — Cynthia Lewis

After all, our lives are but a sequence of accidents - a clanking chain of chance events. A string of choices, casual or deliberate, which add up to that one big calamity we call life. — Rohinton Mistry

It's all about the Benjamins, I got a Pay Per View and I should be on Pay Per View. — Adrien Broner

How clever of me. I have found such a pathway into hell that I can never get back out. — Orson Scott Card

Love is the most potent cosmetic ... — Saul Bellow

Discomfort is always a necessary part of enlightenment. — Pearl Cleage

When you go before God, you can only confess one person's sins. — Johnny Hunt

I had called that right. Mason said she was different. He was right, but I wasn't going to figure her out. That was all him. My job was to play with her. — Tijan

I regard myself as a true American musician, and I play every style that is my heritage. — Michelle Shocked

A live dog is better than a dead lion, but death is preferable to poverty. — Salman Rushdie

Between Malraux, Balzac, and Montaigne, I choose Montaigne. Montaigne will survive all the others, because the essay, meaning direct communication between the writer and his reader, will outlast the novel, by at least a thousand years. — Gore Vidal

Alan Campbell opened one eye.
From somewhere in remote distances, muffled beyond sight or sound, his soul crawled back painfully, through subterranean corridors, up into his body again. Toward the last it moved to a cacophony of hammers and lights.
Then he was awake.
The first eye was bad enough. But, when he opened his second eye, such as rush of anguish flowed through his brain that he hastily closed them again. — John Dickson Carr