Mastrogiovanni Attorney Quotes & Sayings

Such loyalty is admirable, of course," said Scrimgeour, who seemed to be restraining his irritation with difficulty, "but Dumbledore is gone, Harry. He's gone."
"He will only be gone from the school when none here are loyal to him," said Harry, smiling in spite of himself. — J.K. Rowling

Technically, Japan and South Korea normalized their diplomatic ties 50 years ago, but this wasn't included in the Normalization Treaty because forced prostitution, coerced sex just was taboo to even talk about. — Elise Hu

And he wasn't desperate. Lonely, maybe. Eager for another whiff of that mouthwatering cologne, definitely. But not desperate. — Hunter Raines

My Dad hated his job. He sold overcoats, but he wanted to make movies. He had a failed career working with the Ritz Brothers - they were like the Marx Brothers, only a tier below. I always had a picture in my mind of him in a straw hat. — Steve Sabol

Drinking in a honky tonk, just kicking hippies asses and raising hell. — Jerry Jeff Walker

Perhaps as he grew older he would learn to trust mysteries and not fear them. — Larry McMurtry

I think we can all agree that Colin Firth falls into the George Clooney category of 'Men Who Age Like Fine Wine.' — Sarah MacLean

In truth, however, the continual coming into existence of new beings and the annihilation of already existing ones is to be regarded as an illusion produced by a contrivance of two lenses (brain-functions) through which alone we can see anything at all: they are called space and time, and in their interpenetration causality. For everything we perceive under these conditions is merely phenomenon; we do not know what things are like in themselves, i.e. independently of our perception of them. This is the actual kernel of the Kantian philosophy. — Arthur Schopenhauer

One survey of American newspapers found that the number of articles written by papers' own writers increased from 25 percent to 45 percent between the 1820s and 1850s. — Tom Standage

The scattered rosebushes, glorious by day, revealed themselves by night an awkward collection of lonely, bony old ladies. — Kate Morton