Paper Napkins With Funny Quotes & Sayings

I am a person with leftist convictions, and always have been. — Jose Saramago

Our skin is very thin. It doesn't take much for us to jump off a ledge or to kill one another. It can happen very, very quickly. — Anderson Cooper

It keeps him happy, Dahlaine, and happy people are nicer than gloomy ones. Haven't you noticed that before? — David Eddings

Dorothy's cooking was legendary. It had once been said that she could turn soil to cake. William, her husband, had remarked that he could achieve the reverse, earning himself a sharp smack with the rolling pin. — Jonathan Renshaw

Suburban sprawl has heavily damaged the balance of our cities, divorcing environmental context from design and removing the concept of scale from the creation of neighborhoods. — Avi Friedman

As a society, we pick words that are offensive based on what we're most afraid of. We associate sounds with some dangerous idea, and right now the most dangerous thing to us are the differences between us. — Richard Dooling

Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul. — George Herbert

While I wouldn't object to work at a restaurant or a different place that sells decent-or-better food, I think that I can learn much more by becoming a coder. — Emma Watson

Some part of him had hoped that a woman might one day see beyond his scars to the man he was inside. But Megan was doing more than just ignoring his ugliness. She was _accepting_ it with a woman's gentleness, her touch soothing memories of savage pain, grief, loneliness. — Pamela Clare

You sought to preserve your creative instincts and what would nourish them. But neurosis itself does not nourish the artist, you know; he creates in spite of it, out of anything, any material given to him. The torments and hells of [crazy men], are not for you. — Anais Nin

I was ecstatic when we won - to host the Olympics is one of the biggest opportunities in living memory. It will help change the lives of young people and transform east London. — Sebastian Coe

Taking turns, they exchanged tales quickly, the haste in their voices sometimes blurring the words, for greater than their desire to be heard was the hunger to tell. One could hear it in the fervor of the declarations, the obscenities shouted when something could not be remembered fast enough, when a stutter allowed another speaker to race into his account without the stutterer having completed his. — Edwidge Danticat