Niles Powers Quotes & Sayings

You've got your lights turned so they can see you. The very best of what you've got to offer. — Tegan Quin

Love Him, and keep Him for thy Friend, who, when all go away, will not forsake thee, nor suffer thee to perish at the last. — Thomas A Kempis

It takes a revolution, to create a solution — Bob Marley

I always find it particularly difficult to work in New York because there are so many things to do. — Sigourney Weaver

I think that there are certain guns that, of course, I don't know who needs a machine gun, personally. But I think rifles and things like that are fine. I think that in the wrong hand is when a gun becomes a problem. — Morgan Spurlock

I've reached the point where tedium is a person, the incarnate fiction of my own company. — Fernando Pessoa

We have a product for sale called news, and I'm a salesman. — Shepard Smith

What indeed is madness but the orgasm between consciousness and unconsciousness; yet today psychology has passed this chaotic union between mind and soul: it is taking form, and one day it will be brought to the bed of a new priesthood. Already have the heralds of the last illusion blazoned forth the coming of the magicians. Freud and Jung and a host of followers have invented psycho-analysis, which today is still pure black magic, the anatomization of the mind by thought potientized by theories in place of panticles, mantras and spells. — J. F. C. Fuller

Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possible out of the stuff that is in him. — Orison Swett Marden

I've decided to hire a 'food taster', not because I think anyone is trying to kill me, but because I want to make sure it's not to salty. — Dov Davidoff

Spontaneity is such an entertaining facet of show business. — Chuck Barris

The Three of them were beautiful, in the way all girls of that age are beautiful. It can't be helped, that sort of beauty, nor can it be conserved; it's a freshness, a plumpness of the cells, that's unearned and temporary, and that nothing can replicate. None of them was satisfied with it, however; already they were making attempts to alter themselves into some impossible, imaginary mould, plucking and pencilling away at their faces. I didn't blame them, having done the same once myself. — Margaret Atwood