Merringtons Quotes & Sayings

My expertise was in public finance, particularly corporate taxation, since I had worked at the US Treasury. — Merton Miller

I know he brings out a better side in me, something that has been missing." ~ Char — T.H. Snyder

This gets back to the fundamental lesson of political survival that Bill Clinton taught me, which is if you make it about the American people's lives instead of your life, you're going to be okay. — Paul Begala

A recipe is not meant to be followed exactly - it is a canvas on which you can embroider. — Roger Verge

I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid. — Sarah J. Maas

You can't go through a whole life of using magick and not expect to pay the balance for it. — Hollow Ryan

This shit is for amateurs. The whole world's a fucking drag show. Look at them, they are all in costume. — David Greenspan

Everybody over there, get on up. Everybody out there, get into it. Everybody right there, get involved. — James Brown

Sometimes it's not a spiritual problem; you just need a nap! — Pam Farrel

The Nuremberg trials of Nazi leaders, in open court before an international tribunal, had a profound long-term effect in bringing Germans back to democracy and humanity. — Anthony Lewis

This is it, Beck. This is the hardest part of loving someone: not being with them when you want to be. It's so bad you can taste it. — Debra Anastasia

I really believe that, as an artist, my opportunity to help to bring about awakening is one that should come from a personal process that someone has, and not from me telling somebody that this is the way it is. — Michael Franti

When he faced her again, he had never looked to her so much like one of the Fair Folk. His eyes were full of feral amusement, a carelessness that spoke of a world where there was no human Law. He seemed to bring the wildness of Faerie into the room with him: a cold, sweet magic that was nevertheless a bitter at the roots.
The storm calls you as it calls me, does it not?
He held out a hand to her, half-beckoning, half-offering.
"Why lie?" he said. — Cassandra Clare

Her umbrella was useless in the wind. It was the kind of wind-whipped rain that empties the streets of people and makes day and place feel anonymous. — Don DeLillo