Me Prasad Romijn Quotes & Sayings

For men, sex is not equal commitment — Linda Alfiori

I'm a sucker for any band named after a work of literature. Los de Abajo take their name from Mariano Azuela's famous novel 'The Underdogs,' and that says a lot about who they are and the music they make. — Daniel Alarcon

Don't let the fear of failure keep you away from your Destiny. — Jeanette Coron

The single biggest challenge to any organization is the constant cloud of fear and doubt that swirls around the heads of the people involved. As a leader, your job is to hold fast to the big picture, to keep seeing in your mind's eye, with crystal clarity, where it is you're going - that place that right at this moment exists only in your mind's eye. And to keep seeing that, even when nobody else does.
Especially when nobody else does.
Your people count on you to do this. It's the biggest job you have. — Bob Burg And John David Mann

There is no god greater than truth. — Mahatma Gandhi

God is cruel, David said in a voice almost too low to hear. — Stephen King

Dammit, mouth, do not engage before brain. — Lorelei James

We cannot expect the men we appoint to govern us, to be better than ourselves. — Stephanie Barron

The majority of surveys throughout this Nation show that the American people are advocating for a comprehensive and realistic approach to immigration reform. — Raul Grijalva

The Arrow Squad had to die. For some inexplicable reason, this midlevel telepath and field medic was its nucleus; cut him out and the resulting fractures would mean the rest would be far easier to eliminate. — Nalini Singh

How many times have I created to destroy? — Antoni Lange

That's the rub about 'Community' - for all the high-concept cleverness, it really comes down to vulgar humanism, the dumbest kind of sentimental identification. We watch it because we like these people and we miss them when they don't show up. They become part of the stories we tell ourselves. — Rob Sheffield

Then, at the end of every hand, Miss Bolo would inquire with a dismal countenance and reproachful sigh, why Mr. Pickwick had not returned that diamond, or led the club, or roughed the spade, or finessed the heart, or led through the honour, or brought out the ace, or played up to the king, or some such thing; and in reply to all these grave charges, Mr. Pickwick would be wholly unable to plead any justification whatever, having by this time forgotten all about the game. — Charles Dickens

A disaster wrapped in a catastrophe sitting on a pile of misfortune. — Tracy Brogan