Pasternaks Real Life Quotes & Sayings

But that's not going to help me sleep, so I pretend.
I pretend that I make the world a better place. — Mindy McGinnis

Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. — Ajanta

Originally a pupil of Liebig, I became a pupil of Dumas, Gerhardt and Williamson: I no longer belonged to any school. — August Kekule

Love hurts. First love is excruciating. Like being burned in orange flames and then cast into icy water. Your emotions change from one second to the next. You can't sleep. You never sleep. First love is a form of dying and being reborn. — Chloe Thurlow

In such a porcelain life, one likes to be sure that all is well lest one stumble upon one's hopes in a pile of broken crockery. — Emily Dickinson

Love can exist without need — Robin Hobb

Fame can never make us lie down contentedly on a deathbed. — Alexander Pope

Every market has some rules and boundaries that restrict freedom of choice. A market looks free only because we so unconditionally accept its underlying restrictions that we fail to see them. — Ha-Joon Chang

My job is not to be easy on people. My job is to take these great people we have and to push them and make them even better. — Steve Jobs

Why are CEO's who slash jobs so proud of themselves? Instead of bragging about 'cutting fat,' they ought to be getting up before their employees and saying, We did such a lousy job of planning and hiring that we have more people than work. And we are so broke and so dim-witted that we can't come up with any way to get more work. So our only solution is to send a lot of good people home. I am ashamed and I am sorry. — Dale Dauten

There was a knife in his hand. He gave me a tight, mocking smile as he moved to the slab. "Wing or a thigh? Ah, I'm afraid we don't have any thighs left." He sliced into the Fae. — Karen Marie Moning

You may move eloquently, so you think, to the rhythm of some fated dance for some projected eternity, but if that fate is neither yours nor the work of your own hands, a rag doll knows more grace. — Dew Platt