Musquittos Quotes & Sayings

I don't understand the human heart. Only pain makes it grow stronger. Only sorrow makes it kind. Contentment makes it wither, and joy seems to build walls around it. — Douglas Coupland

Musicians are always eclectic. Musicians are always curious and hungry for new things. — Stew

America is one of the few places in the world where a "poor" person can still be obese.6 — Donald J. Trump

I barely knew him but I had a feeling he might not be the dream date Talya was hoping he would be. Talya — Stacy Kravetz

There was a sudden easing in him, as if someone had finally played a note that harmonized with the one he sounded every day. — Julie Anne Long

I mean, I think everybody in the world, all the young people in the world, went to journalism school and wanted to investigate everything. And I think they overdid it. I think that you have to investigate things, you have to e skeptical, but you shouldn't be vengeful. You have to be fair and you have to be careful. — Katharine Graham

I know that it is impossible to talk about my work. And since it's impossible for me or anybody else to talk about my work, I feel I might as well talk about it. — Barnett Newman

We landed on the island of South Beeveland, where we remained about three weeks, playing at soldiers, smoking mynheer's long clay pipes, and drinking his vrow's butter-milk, for which I paid liberally with my precious blood to their infernal musquittos ; not to mention that I had all the extra valour shaken out of me by a horrible ague, which commenced a campaign on my carcass and compelled me to retire upon Scotland, for the aid of my native air, by virtue of which it was ultimately routed. — John Kincaid

Blessings will never cease to shower upon those who mind their own life with humility of accepting mistakes versus those who find joy in judging others to divert attention from their miserable lives. — Gloria D. Gonsalves

I'd like to do a piece of Shakespeare. Any upcoming Shakespeare film. Just a bit to say I did a classic. — Jim Varney

Silently we went round and round,
And through each hollow mind
The memory of dreadful things
Rushed like a dreadful wind,
And horror stalked before each man,
And terror crept behind. — Oscar Wilde

they taught me that there was value in trying to fix something even when everyone else has given up. — R.S. Grey