Moleculed Quotes & Sayings

Of course I'm ambitious. What's wrong with that? Otherwise you sleep all day. — Ringo Starr

We created a new kind of agency ... We had to retrain our people. But the corporations that will be successful will be those that are willing to change. — Howard Draft

It's okay not to be okay. — Michael Clifford

A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' th' forest,
A motley fool! a miserable world!
As I do live by food, I met a fool
Who laid him down and basked him in the sun
And railed on Lady Fortune in good terms,
In good set terms, and yet a motley fool. — William Shakespeare

No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. — A.A. Milne

The torments of my mind and the source of my hell now fit into a prescribed form. They had always had a name. — Bethany Pierce

I owned a Ferrari, a Range Rover, a Mercedes 560SL convertible, a Jeep Cherokee and a Nissan 300ZX. I can't remember the intricate decision tree I had to climb in order to determine which one to drive to work on any given day - it probably had something to do with the weather, or which car had more gas in the tank, or upholstery that best matched whatever shirt I happened to throw on that morning. — Michael J. Fox

The world is not a shitty place, it's your perception of the world that is shitty — Steven Aitchison

I don't believe in having spaces in the home that don't get used. We pay so much for square footage that to waste it is criminal. — Nate Berkus

I haven't learned
How or why
Universe contrived to implode
And intellectually code
The myriadly unique
Chromosomically orchestrated
DNA-RNA,
Quadripartite moleculed,
Binary paired,
Helically extended
And unzippingly dichotomied
Regenerative symphonic
jazz, as
A one and two,
Three and four
Me---You,
Thee---They
And more
Thine and mine,
Sweet citizen,
THYMINE-CYTOSINE
GUANINE-ADENINE — R. Buckminster Fuller

The word landed with a stony thud
Onto my still-beating breast.
Nevermind, I was prepared,
I will manage with the rest.
I have a lot of work to do today;
I need to slaughter memory,
Turn my living soul to stone
Then teach myself to live again ...
But how. The hot summer rustles
Like a carnival outside my window;
I have long had this premonition
Of a bright day and a deserted house. — Anna Akhmatova