Miss Noxeema Jackson Quotes & Sayings

At the end of the day, no one gets a prize for simply getting it accurate. A bit of artistic theatrics can go a long way in making a painting a piece of artwork instead of just another picture. — Richard McKinley

I think it's a mistake to work on success in career. I've worked on my passions obsessively. How can I say what I want to say more precisely than the last time I said it? Success is such an elusive concept. When you work for it, I think you get it in a way you might regret it. — K'naan

I had learned from my own father's death many years ago that the end of one's life and dying are two very different things indeed, and took solace in that. — Jasper Fforde

He frowned back. He wasn't a charity case. Nor was he a man whose mind was easily changed. Redheaded librarians who used big words didn't scare him. — Becky Wade

It's very different to have this kid that I'm truly responsible for. — Laura Lippman

Now I know who the Holy Spirit is. — R.C. Sproul

Over the past decade ... while many businesses have pursued what I call 'business as usual,' I have been part of a different, smaller business movement, one that tried to put idealism back on the agenda. — Anita Roddick

Like it or not, in the end, it's one's body. It's literally what carries you through life. There's a reason for the saying, 'If you have your health, you have everything,' and it's true. Old age, disease - these are the great equalizers. — Candace Bushnell

He turned his face into the stream of water and closed his eyes. I'm not as sad as I'd have thought, he told himself. This is all unreal, he said to himself. — Roberto Bolano

Words lie. See beyond them. — Victoria Aveyard

Every story is an act of trust between a writer and a reader: each story, in the end, is social. Whatever a writer sets down can help or harm a community of which he or she is a part. When I write I can imagine a child in California wishing to give away what he's just seen- a wild animal fleeing though creosote cover in the desert, casting a bright-eyed backward glance or three lines of overheard conversation that seem to contain everything we need understand to repair the gaping rift between body and soul. I look back at that boy turning in glee beneath his pigeons and know it can take a lifetime to convey what you mean, to find the opening. You watch, you set it down. Then you try again. — Barry Lopez