Marca Registrada Quotes & Sayings

Figure skating is a bit dated - it's like that tweed jacket you pull out of the back of your closet from time to time, and I'm going to try to Chanel it up a little bit. — Johnny Weir

What good is safety if you're dead inside? — Sophie Jordan

Imagine yourself sitting on top of a great thoroughbred horse. You sit up there and you just feel that power. That's what it was like playing quarterback on that team [the Pittsburgh Steelers]. It was a great ride. — Terry Bradshaw

I want to point the way to something that should forever lure them, when the TV set is broken and the movie is over and the school bell has rung for the last time. — Bel Kaufman

Contantine - who could be securely trusted when it came to his promises - was going to help Olivia. And she was going to let him.
Olivia was getting better at rely on other people - her network slowly spreading wider - but Constantine was still a "rely on Constantine or Ren, or no one else" kind of guy. — Anne Zoelle

Anger is a signal, and one worth listening to. — Harriet Lerner

It was only the sea sounding weary
After so many lifetimes
Of pretending to be rushing off somewhere
And never getting anywhere. — Charles Simic

O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head. — Thomas Hood

My life with Beh was beautiful, transcending everything that set us apart from each other. — Shay Savage

Big Data will spell the death of customer segmentation and force the marketer to understand each customer as an individual within eighteen months, or risk being left in the dust. — Ginni Rometty

I'd see the arrow. I'd think about attitude and perception. Maybe the green arrow on the ceiling is to Muslims as the KJV in the Motel 6 nightstand is to Christians. — Tucker Elliot

The Man That Knowz Something Knowz That He Knowz Nothing At All. — Erykah Badu

She looked at nobody, but just before she went out, she raised her eyes and took a speedy glance at me. There was something in that looks that startled me - though it was difficult to describe why. There was malice in it, and a curious intimate knowledge. I felt that, without effort, and almost without curiosity, she had known exactly what thoughts were in my mind. — Agatha Christie