Maxell Tapes Quotes & Sayings

Family caregiving has become a predictable crisis. Americans are living longer and longer but dying slower and slower. — Gail Sheehy

Fate smiled and destiny laughed as she came to my cradle ... - Natalie Merchant, — R.J. Palacio

Dad lost his job. Then he got a new job. Then he got his old job back and went back to it. They were all in the same building. — Aimee Bender

Shot at twenty-seven times - what a Dominican number ... — Junot Diaz

I suggest that it really has not worked out like that; and that you are likely to find in the future that God will revive His work in the Church, and that it is those who attend regularly who are the ones who are going to participate most of all in the blessing. — D. Martyn Lloyd-Jones

A camera can get you close without the burden of commitment. It's a nifty device that way, a magical passport into people's lives with no permanent strings attached. — Nina Berman

If you go into it, it is marriage that has created prostitution. And prostitution will never disappear from the world unless marriage disappears; it is the shadow of marriage. In fact prostitutes have been saving marriage. It is a safety measure so the man can go once in a while, just for a change, to any other woman, a prostitute, and save his marriage and its permanency. — Rajneesh

Buechner is a worthy member of the great prose stylists: Pascal, Newman, and Merton, who have harnessed their art to a passionate religious faith. — Louis Auchincloss

At Munich we sold the Czechs for a few months grace, but the disgrace will last as long as history. — F.L. Lucas

I have lived in Ireland, visited all my life, and when I fight, I represent Ireland. — Tyson Fury

I'm attached to my land in Pantelleria as if I'd inherited it. Acting is my job, Pantelleria is my home. — Carole Bouquet

Mutability is written upon all things. — Antoine Rivarol

I don't use computers ... I'm someone who needs to see the page right away in my hand. — Neil Simon

I set my toothbrush down, then leaned into the mirror and stared into my own eyes. I could feel myself disintegrating inside myself like a past-bloom flower in the wind. Every time I moved a muscle, another petal of me blew away. Please, I thought. Please. — Cheryl Strayed