Pertussis Outbreaks Quotes & Sayings

Stupidity is doomed,
therefore, to cringe
at every syllable
of wisdom. — Heraclitus

By not making your own choices, you give up power to change your life. — Innocent Mwatsikesimbe

I know. I seriously need to just give up men entirely. I wonder if Episcopalians can enter
convents? — Meg Cabot

Risk" does not exist "out there," independent of our minds and culture, waiting to be measured. Human beings have invented the concept of "risk" to help them understand and cope with the dangers and uncertainties of life. Although these dangers are real, there is no such thing as "real risk" or "objective risk. — Daniel Kahneman

We aren't guaranteed the time we think we
need to mend fences with those we love. — Eileen Wilks

What we did, what every president since Washington has done, was provide a measured, appropriate response, in direct relation to a realistic threat assessment. — Max Brooks

The problem with death is absence — Roger Rosenblatt

I was so attracted to him I could have peed myself right there on the spot, but I hadn't done anything like that in a while. I was older now, and harnessed my feelings in moments like these by opening and closing my fists very rapidly. — The Harvard Lampoon

The art of survival is a story that never ends. — Christian Bale

But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky - beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent. — Tabitha Suzuma

It was possibly the most circumspect advance in the history of military manoeuvres, right down at the bottom end of the scale that things like the Charge of the Light Brigade are at the top of. — Terry Pratchett

When you have Ken Jeong naked next to you when you're doing a scene, it's pretty easy to stay loose. — Danny Pudi

People who walk across dark bridges, past saints,
with dim, small lights.
Clouds which move across gray skies
past churches
with towers darkened in the dusk.
One who leans against granite railing
gazing into the evening waters,
His hands resting on old stones. — Franz Kafka