Pijanci Quotes & Sayings

Smartass Disciple: Why men don't ready yet to join the intergalactic confederation?
Master of Stupidity: Men could make them laugh to death. It'd be too risky for them. — Toba Beta

And everyone hooted! It was standard practice to hoot. Indicators were and occasional added extra. — Braam Malherbe

Most writers write books that they wouldn't read. I ought to know; I've done it myself. — Gore Vidal

Widows are divided into two classes - the bereaved and relieved. — Victor Robinson

I started skating because I loved it. I started when I was three and I didn't know all the sacrifices and all the hardships and how difficult day-in and day-out it would be. — Sarah Hughes

Democracy sometimes appears paralyzed by those who take advantage of its freedoms in order to abuse them for undemocratic ends. — David Pryce-Jones

Often our self-esteem is tied to our work. In our culture, men and women often define themselves by the jobs they hold ... But a person's job tells you nothing about a person's character or value. — Billy Graham

That's because Tod never brings anything but death and bad advice," I snapped.
"That's not true." Tod tried to grin, "Sometimes I bring pizza. — Rachel Vincent

I believe managing is like holding a dove in your hand. If you hold it too tightly you kill it, but if you hold it too loosely, you lose it. — Tommy Lasorda

Software development is neither a scientific nor an engineering task. It is an act of reality construction that is political and artistic. — David West

I agree with Varner and Scruton that the more one thinks of one's life as a story that has chapters still to be written, and the more one hopes for achievements yet to come, the more one has to lose by being killed. For this reason, when there is an irreconcilable conflict between the basic survival needs of animals and of normal humans, it is not speciesist to give priority to the lives of those with a biographical sense of their life and a stronger orientation towards the future. — Peter Singer

Terror made me cruel . . . — Emily Bronte