Pisarski Dzikoski Quotes & Sayings

But, you know, I'm presiding over an institution that was designed not to work. — John Boehner

Have I not indeed been living in a dream? And am I not now dying a victim to the horror and the mystery of the wildest of all sublunary visions? — Oscar Wilde

My clothes are fabulous - colourful, fun and by some very special designers. They deserve a better life than being sleeping beauties in a bed of tissue inside a trunk. — Suzy Menkes

I'm sorry." She straightened up a little. "It would have just been an angry fuck, Logan. It didn't mean anything."
"So angry fuck me. I don't give a shit!" I motioned my hand to my dick. "My dick doesn't give a shit!"
She laughed again, moving closer to me. I thought she was about to give in, but instead, she lifted her chin and said, "You have hands, use them."
I glared at her, then thrust my hips forward slightly. "You have hands, you use them. — Jay McLean

A lot of people who own a business aren't entrepreneurial at all. — Carol Roth

I'm a neat freak ... It seems to me that an orderly desk is reflective of an orderly and organized mind, you know? — Jann Wenner

I don't know what to expect out of my films. My first two films were with extremely talented directors, and they didn't work. And my next two films were with newcomers, and they worked well. So I've stopped expecting anything from my movies. — Sonam Kapoor

I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched. — Simon Van Booy

There's a lot of down time on the road. That part of it I really don't enjoy. There's nothing to do. — Dave Lombardo

When a woman has the gift of silence she possesses a quality above the vulgar. It is a gift of Heaven seldom bestowed; without a little miracle it cannot be accomplished; and Nature suffers violence when Heaven puts a woman in the humor of observing silence. — Pierre Corneille

Everyone wants to transform, but nobody wants to change. — Frederica Mathewes-Green

A voice spoke. It sounded like a lion would speak, if it could talk.
I WARNED YOU!
In a way that would probably have been comic to watch, Lucinda and I turned, slowly, to see Spider the cat sitting between us and the door.
'The cat just spoke,' said Lucinda blankly.
'I know,' I said.
'Cats don't talk.'
'I know that, too.'
I'm not a cat. And I told you to stay away from here. — Emma L. Adams