Parcs Morgantown Quotes & Sayings

Tourism is the march of stupidity. — Don DeLillo

Before deciding what to do about national space policy, Obama set up an outside review panel of space experts, headed up by my friend Norm Augustine, former head of Lockheed Martin and a former government official. — Buzz Aldrin

Astronomy is written for astronomers — Nicolaus Copernicus

We are no longer under the 'Law', but rather the Grace of God in Christ."

~R. Alan Woods [2013] — R. Alan Woods

Jesus, fuck, once we kill him, can I keep stabbing him? — Kristen Ashley

To be closed as a person, it's not bad if you know that when this two rules, playing by your rules doesn't mean that you won't end up in jail, security why?
We both know that everyone dies... it really doesn't matter who is first... in the end all die! — Deyth Banger

How can we help a child change from undependable to dependable, from a mediocre student to a capable student, from someone who won't amount to very much to someone who will count for something. The answer is at once both simple and complicated: We treat a child as if he already is what we would like him to become. — Haim Ginott

the indifference of the natural world to the constructions of art — Lawrence Durrell

The whole race of scribblers flies from the town and yearns for country life. — Horace

- I saw the Center of the Universe, she said.
- I'm looking at it right now, he said. — Eva Scoutt

One thing,' he said. 'If you want to get people to talk to you, you should never interrupt.' 'Never? Even if I think something is wrong or missing?' 'Especially if you think something is wrong or missing.' 'Why?' 'Stops them. Gives them time to think. Interrupts the flow. If you want to get more, you shut up and wait.' And — Jerry Pinto

A professionally trained actress should be a better liar, wouldn't you think? But no. I am pathetically underachieved in that area. I can think of a great lie. I'm plenty imaginative. But before the words are even out of my mouth, there's a weird tickle of unease in my armpits, a horsefly of guilt lands on the back of my neck, and before I can stop myself, that gassy little bubble of truth belches out. — Kristin Chenoweth