Paluffo Quotes & Sayings

Fiction is very important to me. It's what I do, it's what I do with my life. — Theodore Sturgeon

Coaches and ownership are just like the fans on the street. They can always do it better, and they would always have done it differently when it doesn't work out. — Billy Wagner

You'll never have any mental muscle if you don't have any heavy stuff to pick up. — Diane Lane

No condition outside ourselves can create a rut or trap us in it. It's impossible. — Guy Finley

In fact the taboo
against killing and eating one's relatives is the most fundamental
precondition if people are to live together and cooperate on a
daily basis. — Marvin Harris

Every bad precedent originated as a justifiable measure. — Sallust

She's as big as a house that's about to give birth to a woodshed — Rae Carson

I've been in this business for years and I'm still befuddled by the ways of this town. — Meg Ryan

This guy was some kind of whack-job - women bored him, until he met one who told him no. Then he wanted her. No, wait, she thought. That's not a whack-job. That's pretty typical. — Tammi Labrecque

Terrorism isn't a crime against people or property. It's a crime against our minds, using the death of innocents and destruction of property to make us fearful. Terrorists use the media to magnify their actions and further spread fear. And when we react out of fear, when we change our policy to make our country less open, the terrorists succeed
even if their attacks fail. But when we refuse to be terrorized, when we're indomitable in the face of terror, the terrorists fail
even if their attacks succeed. — Bruce Schneier

Extending gratitude to another says, I see what you've done and I thank you for the energy you put forth. — Molly Friedenfeld

The common feature of most of the successful people is, their talent is flexible to suit the needs of time. — Rajasaraswathii

I'm an optimist, but an optimist who carries a raincoat. — Harold Wilson

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light; The surety of its hidden root Has planted quiet in the night; The shaking of its leafy head — W.B.Yeats