Peska Construction Quotes & Sayings

Everyone's life is a mess. Everyone's. We all make mistakes ... and not just little slip-ups. Major mistakes that hurt us and other people. — James Alan Gardner

I take pictures because I want to remember this place and all the things it made me feel. What does it feel like? I ask myself. Like cold air in your lungs after too much warm air. — Tarryn Fisher

One thing," I said, when we had broken apart and the swirling feeling in my head subsided. "Maybe ... don't tell your mom too much about this. I think she has ideas." "What?" he asked, all innocence, as he put an arm around my shoulders and led me back toward his house. "Don't your parents cheer and stare when you make out with someone? Is that weird where you come from? I guess they don't get to see it much, though. From jail, I mean." "Shut it, Weintraub. If I knock you down in the snow, these kids will swarm and eat you. — Maureen Johnson

My dream is to die thinking "Wow, that was fun! I'm tired. — Masami Tsuda

I've been the co-chair of the Non-Partisan Women's Caucus and vice-chair for several years, taking a leadership role in this women's organization. — Gwen Moore

The desert sky is encircling, majestic, terrible. — Paul Shepard

Yes, September, We have all of us got it jumbled up. You never feel so grown up as when you are eleven, and never so young and unsure as when you are forty. That is why time is a rotten jokester and no one aught to let him in to dinner. — Catherynne M Valente

I would never let myself knock out a journalist. — Gerard Depardieu

Let your *need* guide you behavior. *Supress* your instinct to lead ... Pursue Rabbit! — Cheshire Cat

To make a living, craftiness is better than learnedness. — Pierre Beaumarchais

I'm open to love. But guys should have to earn it. Because the minute they get it, they want something else. — Rihanna

After spending months living in the orderly dorms of Wallingford, where they give you a Saturday detention if your room doesn't pass semi-regular inspections, I feel the old conflicting sense of familiarity and disgust. — Holly Black

the wall iris
opens its buds:
before my eyes
the last spring
begins to fade — Shiki Masaoka

The world is a strange and wonderful place. — Laurie Anderson