Martelen Engels Quotes & Sayings

I'm reading George Saunders's story collection, "Tenth of December." He was my mentor at the University of Syracuse. The stories are mind-blowing like everyone says. — Cheryl Strayed

Our combat mission is ending, but our commitment to Iraq's future is not. — Barack Obama

I can't stand up in front of people. It just fills me with horror. — Martin McDonagh

I'm just another guy who thinks he's smarter than he is, in a long line of them. — Colin Quinn

Memory, with its fugitive adjustments, is the merciful veil to the grim enactments of the first law. It hides the anguish in the human heart which is always craving for perpetuity. — Stacy Aumonier

I am sure that Senator Clinton would make a good President. I have no doubt that Senator Clinton would make a good President. — John McCain

The first year I was in New York, I met Martha Graham. She said, 'Well, Mr. Wilson, what do you want to do in life?' I was 21 years old, and I said, 'I have no idea.' And she said, 'If you work long enough and hard enough, you'll find something.' — Robert Wilson

A reasonable probability is the only certainty. — E.W. Howe

The enemy are only 50 yards from us. We are heavily outnumbered. We are under devastating fire. I shall not withdraw an inch but will fight to our last man and our last round. — Som Nath Sharma

Scuba diving, from the beginning, had an air of dangerous allure. Every landlocked schoolboy knew of its intriguing hazards: the bends, which caused a diver's veins to fizz with carbonated blood until he died a ghastly, percolating death; and rapture of the deep, which took away his reason, filled his heart with false contentment, and drew him down into the ocean gloom. — Stephen Harrigan

If hell was anything, it was talk radio - and family. — Joe Hill

Having only learned to recognize merde when I see it, having inherited no more from my father than a good nose for merde, for every species of shit that flies
my only talent
smelling merde from every quarter, living in fact in the very century of merde, the great shithouse of scientific humanism where needs are satisfied, everyone becomes an anyone, a warm and creative person, and prospers like a dung beetle ... — Walker Percy