Organizator Grafic Quotes & Sayings

Hard work makes for what I reckon you like in a man, but don't understand. As I look back over my life--an' let me say, young fellar, it's been a tough one--what I remember most an' feel best over are the hardest jobs I ever did, an' those that cost the most sweat an' blood." As — Zane Grey

Pain is to be endured. It ends or it does not. — Jim Butcher

Think: who has vans, huh? Soccer moms and serial killers. — Libba Bray

In this choice, as I look back over more than half a century, I can only follow - and trust - the same sort of instinct that one follows in the art of fiction. — Mary Augusta Ward

I said to the German Ambassador that, as long as there was only a dispute between Austria and Serbia alone, I did not feel entitled to intervene; but that, directly it was a matter between Austria and Russia, it became a question of the peace of Europe, which concerned us all. — Edward Grey

This led to a lessening of confidence in the judicial system. Justice, it seemed, was available only to those who could pay enough to secure a 'right verdict — Alison Weir

Er, why do you need to work in a dark room, though?" he said. "The imps don't need it, do they?"
"Ah, zis is for my experiment," said Otto proudly. "You know zat another term for an iconographer would be 'photographer'? From the old word photos in Latation, vhich means - "
"'To prance around like a pillock ordering everyone about as if you owned the place'", said William.
"Ah, you know it! — Terry Pratchett

I treat people with respect, love, kindness and grace not because of who they are, but because of who I am. — Elissa Gabrielle

It was used for decades to describe talented computer enthusiasts, people whose skill at using computers to solve technical problems and puzzles was - and is - respected and admired by others possessing similar technical skills. — Kevin Mitnick

You're thinking I'm a hopelessly romantic idiot.
And you know what?
You're right. — Sonya Sones

Frodo gave a cry, and there was, fallen upon his knees at the chasm's edge. But Gollum, dancing like a mad thing, held aloft the ring, a finger still thrust within its circle.
"Precious, precious, precious!" Gollum cried. "My Precious! O my Precious!" And with that, even as his eyes were lifted up to gloat on his prize, he stepped too far, toppled, wavered for a moment on the brink, and then with a shriek he fell. Out of the depths came his last wail precious, and he was gone. — J.R.R. Tolkien

If work and leisure are soon to be subordinated to this one utopian principle - absolute busyness - then utopia and melancholy will come to coincide: an age without conflict will dawn, perpetually busy - and without consciousness. — Gunter Grass