Onenut Quotes & Sayings

[Alexei Nemov] has the best feel for the aesthetics of the sport. He doesn't just do a skill; he makes it look gorgeous. Some gymnasts think if their arm is bent a little it doesn't matter, but Nemov understands it matters. — Peter Vidmar

I would encourage more development in the boroughs outside of Manhattan as well. I think it's great that this natural emergence has occurred in the lower part of Midtown, but there's tremendous potential in Brooklyn, Queens, the Bronx, and Staten Island as well. — John Liu

We ought not to demonize a single gang member, and we ought not to romanticize a single gang. — Greg Boyle

Their dream deferred became my dream referred. — Sandra Biber Didner

My grandfather was one of the most amazing Baptist ministers in history, he was unbelievable. He was one of the most amazing men - the most amazing man that I ever met ... He lived an amazing life. — Josh Henderson

A full human life: one which embraces all the wonders of nature and the imagination. — Marty Rubin

The inferior complex is now extended to all Europe, save Nordics. — Emanuel Celler

There are a lot of parents who've come to me and said about their daughters, 'Oh my God, she's 21, she's totally flailing. Your story gives me hope.' I put my mom through that. — Sophia Amoruso

Give your oppressed masses a sense of virtue accumulated through suffering, and stand back and marvel as they censor themselves and act in a decent, God-fearing, law-abiding and - best of all - long-suffering manner, in order to feel ethically superior to you. I've — Cintra Wilson

Meditation ... puts into question more or less everything you tend to do in your search for happiness. But if you lose sight of this, it can become just another strategy for seeking happiness a more refined version of the problem you already have. — Sam Harris

There is no greatness apart from self control. Development that does not include self government will only guarantee our mediocrity. — Graham Cooke

I think sometimes I am not a woman, but the light that falls on this gate, on this ground. I am the seasons, I think sometimes, January, May, November; the mud, the mist, the dawn. — Virginia Woolf