Paper Io Quotes & Sayings

I think President Obama is trying to deceive the public in pretending that he was not a part of Congress that has made some decisions in the past that got us to where we are today. — Sarah Palin

There are things in our lives that take up an enormous importance and that become very dominant effects in our biography. And that comes out of a variety of reasons, but fundamentally comes out of how that particular experience connects with your effective systems of response. — Antonio Damasio

The purpose is to dream and to share our dreams with the world.The higher source of dreams[God]blesses us with these dreams to be a blessing to others. — Euginia Herlihy

What gives the artist real prestige is his imitators. — Igor Stravinsky

He was depressed. He was addicted to heroin. And I think there comes a time when all the beauty in the world just isn't enough. — Antony John

I'm a part of the no-tight-jeans coalition. — Ludacris

In other words, the capacity to exercise power is always a reflection of one's position in social relations. — James W. Messerschmidt

Maybe, when all was said and done, that was where love began and what kept it alive: the simple, everyday act of paying attention. — Nancy Atherton

I've seen enough cowboys in my life that I know I don't want one for a husband." ...Victoria

"Every good man I know is a cowboy." — Scarlett Dunn

My body takes me everywhere easily and effortlessly. — Louise Hay

Nothing is more graceful than habitual cheerfulness. — Adam Smith

Time doesn't heal all wounds. We both know that's bullshit; it comes from people who have nothing comforting or original to say. — Adam Silvera

The dictator's black hand had
made China a birdcage wrapped in red flags.--From "Balloons — Zoe S. Roy

Aaaand we have a winnerrrrr!" a man shouts into the mic in a singsong carnival voice as I lick the last of Patrick's ice cream from my fingers. "Pick out a prize for the beautiful girl."
"For you," Patrick says, kneeling in front of me with a moose in his outstretched hands.
I pull the stuffed animal to my chest. "Thank you. I shall love him always. I shall call him Holden Caulfield."
"From the book?"
"Yes, from the book. You were reading it when I saw you my first day here."
"You remember that?"
"It's one of my favorite books," I say.
"You were totally checking me out."
"Patrick! Not in front of Holden Caulfield!" I cover the moose's floppy ears with my hands, hoping neither he nor Patrick sees the red flooding my cheeks. — Sarah Ockler