Moire Effect Quotes & Sayings

Punk was over in two years. That was the only damn good thing about it. — Julie Burchill

Do your squats eat, your vegetables, wear red lipstick, [and] don't let boys be mean to you. — Kendall Jenner

Now that I'm losing some, I can see how tough I was
the killer instinct, the single-mindedness, playing like a machine. Boy, that's what made me a champion. — Chris Evert

Systems don't need to be changed. The trick is for a trader to develop a system with which he is compatible. — Ed Seykota

Listening to these stories reminded me of the words of the great Ghanaian novelist Ayi Kwei Armah: For seasons and seasons and seasons, all our movement has been going against our self, a journey into our killer's desire. — Gloria Steinem

There is good and reason in us ... with whom fortune plays, and we can be stronger than ... fate, if only for a few hours. ... we can draw closer to one another in times of need, understand and love one another, and live to comfort each other. — Hermann Hesse

He that will not give some portion of his ease, his blood, his wealth, for other's good, is a poor, frozen churl. — Joanna Baillie

Both my parents loved words. That was the big deal in our house. — Geraldine Brooks

If we want to find the manna hidden in our vocation, let us restrict and confine all our desires within it. — Vincent De Paul

I believe that this way of living, this focus on the present, the daily, the tangible, this intense concentration not on the news headlines but on the flowers growing in your own garden, the children growing in your own home, this way of living has the potential to open up the heavens, to yield a glittering handful of diamonds where a second ago there was coal. This way of living and noticing and building and crafting can crack through the movie sets and soundtracks that keep us waiting for our own life stories to begin, and set us free to observe the lives we have been creating all along without even realizing it. — Shauna Niequist

I was familiar with the little mating rituals of getting to know each other, of dragging out the stories from childhood, summer camp, and high school, the famous humiliations, and the adorable things you said as a child, the familial dramas - of having a portrait of yourself, all the while making yourself out to be a little brighter, a little more deep than deep down you knew you actually were. And though I hadn't had more than three or four relationships, I already knew that each time the thrill of telling another the story of yourself wore off a little more, each time you threw yourself into it a little less, and grew more distrustful of an intimacy that always, in the end, failed to pass into true understanding. — Nicole Krauss