Pepperpot Turret Quotes & Sayings

PRESENTABLE, adj. Hideously appareled after the manner of the time and place. — Ambrose Bierce

In my lifetime, I've met a lot of people who never rode a wave, but we share the same consciousness. Surfing is a kind of a state of mind ... I mean, it's a feeling that people have about their life that really, in a way, kind of makes them a surfer. — Gerry Lopez

I've been a DJ, janitor, ditch digger, waitress, computer instructor, programmer, mechanic, web developer, clerk, manager, marketing director, tour guide and dorm manager, among other things. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Me and Norman Mailer have talked about how hard it is in America to get better. Especially at writing. — Ken Kesey

Hos before bros!" I yell at the phone. But it's too late. A bro came, and both the hos are in turmoil. — Tarryn Fisher

I create a playlist for each and every character that I play. — Adhir Kalyan

Some people are born with family, and others have to make family. — Samantha Young

My Google existence is probably larger than a lot of people's. — Douglas Coupland

In our program, the truth is the basis of all we do. There is nothing more important than the truth because there's nothing more powerful than the truth. Consequently, on our team, we always tell each other the truth. We must be honest with one another. There is no other way. — Mike Krzyzewski

I feel like we can't pick who we fall in love with because if we could, we would all make better choices. Your heart just falls where it falls. — Hannah Simone

Killing Japanese didn't bother me at that time. It was getting the war over with that bothered me. So I wasn't worried particularly about how many people we killed in getting the job done ... . All war is immoral, and if you let it bother you, you're not a good soldier. — Ronald Schaffer

I was 13 years old at music school talking to my teacher. I can't quite remember what it was I was trying to describe, but I do remember my music teacher saying to me, 'Do you have synesthesia?' In hindsight, it seems a little presumptuous of her to think a little boy in Essex would know what synesthesia was. — Dev Hynes

Each memory stunned her with its blinding luminosity. Each brought with it a sense of unassailable loss, a great burden hurtling towards her, and she wished she could duck, lower herself so that it would bypass her, so that she would save herself. Love was a kind of grief. This was what the novelists meant by suffering. She had often thought it a little silly, the idea of suffering for love, but now she understood. — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie