Poggenpohl Quotes & Sayings

Magnus looked at her meditatively. 'I think,' he said, 'there isn't much that Jace wouldn't do for you, if you asked him.'
Clary opened her mouth and then shut it again. She thought of the way Magnus had always seemed to know how Alec felt about Jace, how Simon felt about her. Her feelings for Jace must be written on her face even now, and Magnus was an expert reader. She glanced away. — Cassandra Clare

Ask counsel of him who rules himself well. — Leonardo Da Vinci

Selling is not a static activity. — Scott Kahn

You always have nerves. And it's important to respect your nerves and your doubts. And then you have to ultimately overcome them. — Michael Pitt

The colorful sky stretched before us - magnificent - as if it was trying to make up for the ugliness of our lives, our constant struggles. And for just the briefest, most fleeting of moments, maybe it did. — Mia Sheridan

The enormity of problems like hunger and social injustice can certainly motivate us to act. We can be convinced logically of the need for intervention and change. But it is the story of one individual that ultimately makes the difference - by offering
living proof. — John Capecci And Timothy Cage

Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts. — Shannon Hale

There is an explosion of information happening, yet people demand quick access to relevant content that cuts through the clutter. — Anne M. Mulcahy

Never let the sadness of your past and the fear of your future ruin the happiness of your present. — Anonymous

For my own part, I commonly attend more to nature than to man, but any affecting human event may blind our eyes to natural objects. I was so absorbed in him as to be surprised whenever I detected the routine of the natural world surviving still, or met persons going about their affairs indifferent. — Henry David Thoreau

The question of the next generation will not be one of how to liberate the masses, but rather, how to make them love their servitude. — Aldous Huxley