Peevler Realtor Quotes & Sayings

Some people are tied to five hundred words a day, six days a week. I'm a hesitater. — Ian McEwan

No one is India. — E. M. Forster

Life is but a passing shadow. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Once government's objectives were economic growth and social cohesion. Now they are prosperity, fairness and environmental care — Gordon Brown

I don't believe the devil, I don't believe his book, but the truth is not the same without the lies he made up — Bono

Well, Bud," he said, looking at me, "I'll be damned if you don't go to a lot of trouble to have your fun. Kidnapping, then fighting. What do you do on your holidays? Burn houses? — William Faulkner

Wainwright prayed to the graven image of Lafayette, since neither the president nor Congress seemed to be listening. "We, the women of the United States," she told the bronze Lafayette, "denied the liberty which you helped to gain, and for which we have asked in vain for sixty years, turn to you to plead for us. Speak, Lafayette, dead these hundred years but still living in the hearts of the American people. — Sarah Vowell

To practice a religion can be lovely, to believe in one is almost always disastrous. — Tom Robbins

He said: "I'm going to send you over. The chances are you'll get off with life. That means you'll be out again in twenty years. You're an angel. I'll wait for you." He cleared his throat. "If they hang you I'll always remember you. — Dashiell Hammett

I think the most romantic thing you can do is just turn up. Turn up when it's difficult for you. Travel halfway around the world or just up the road. Whatever it is, just be there. — James McAvoy

Like sheaves of corn it gathers you unto itself. It threshes you to make you naked. It sifts you to free you from your husks. It grinds you to whiteness. It kneads you until you are pliant. And then it assigns you to its sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's Heart. — Khalil Gibran