Maarten Stevenson Quotes & Sayings
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We entertain God's Truth not as a guest but as master of the house. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon
One always tends to overpraise a long book because one has got through it — E.M.Foster
most true acts of heroism - reflections of one's deepest nature - remain unknown to the hero. — Boyd Varty
You want to play? Come find me angel boy. — Nalini Singh
Everything is silent again: but it isn't the same silence. It's raining: tapping lightly against the frosted glass windows; if there are any more masked children in the street, the rain is going to spoil their cardboard masks. — Jean-Paul Sartre
There's Madeleine, and then there's 'Madeleine Albright'. And I sometimes kind of think, who is this person? Once you become 'Madeleine Albright' it doesn't go away. — Madeleine Albright
Each time I did something to push him away, I was terrified it would work. — Jamie McGuire
Children are rarely in the position to lend one a truly interesting sum of money. There are, however, exceptions, and such children are an excellent addition to any party. — Fran Lebowitz
I'm just getting used to all the interviews and promo things, I'm slowly learning. It's very strange. — Alex Parks
Piketty would impose a progressive annual tax on capital. By a static analysis, such a tax might reduce the yield of capital to the rate of GDP expansion and thus eliminate the bias toward top-heavy accumulation by elites. Upholding the secular stagnation theory of permanent growth slowdown, he naturally focuses on depressing the return to capital. Taking money from the rich and giving it to government might seem to address "inequality." But by putting capital into the hands of the least productive users of it - politicians - he would aggravate the very stagnation he warns against. — George Gilder
AGAMEMNON: I will not slay my children, nor shall thy interests be prospered by justice in thy vengeance for a worthless wife, while I am left wasting, night and day, in sorrow for what I did to one of my own flesh and blood, contrary to all law and justice. — Euripides
