Ochota Barrels Quotes & Sayings

Fascinating is a word I use for the unexpected, in this case I would think interesting would suffice. — Leonard Nimoy

Whether I fall on my feet or fall on my arse, I dunno. You've got to take those risks. — Ryan Kwanten

B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me. Good night Gideon. — Sylvia Day

At other times Betty expressed anger at my forcing her to think about morbid topics. "Why think about death? We can't do anything about it!" I tried to help her understand that, though the fact of death destroys us, the idea of death can save us. In other words, our awareness of death can throw a different perspective on life and incite us to rearrange our priorities. — Irvin D. Yalom

We now see that the only way that we could love ourselves is by loving others, and the only way that we could truly love others is to love ourselves. The difference between self-love and love of others is very small, once we really understand. — Norman Fischer

Imagination is the seed from which magic blooms... — Elle Jacklee

Women, it turns out, are built to lead - particularly in the modern world. — Helen Fisher

With all the insolence she swallowed, it was a wonder her corsets still laced. Retort after rejoinder after sharp-edged remark: Why do you address me? What can I possibly have to say to a man who would split a pair of fives? Be quiet. Go to sleep. Go away. Come back when you have another erection. — Cecilia Grant

There was that sense of abandoning the familiar for the unknown that characterizes all journeys made for the first time. — Terry Brooks

I reject the peak oil theory insofar as it refers to technological limits on human ingenuity. — Robert P. Murphy

The gunfight at the O.K. Corral took place on October 26, 1881. It took about thirty seconds to write a chapter in American history that will never be forgotten. — Bill O'Reilly

I always thought of myself as a kind of literary bureaucrat. And that was never going to be enough for me. — Michael Korda

What happened to the world was gradual. I've forgotten what it actually was, but I have faint, fetal memories of what it was like. A smoldering dread that never really caught fire till there wasn't much left to burn. Each sequential step surprised us. Then one day we woke up, and everything was gone. — Isaac Marion