Positive Fri Quotes & Sayings

Risk is relative. And relative to the imminent planetary 'game over' neon sign that's starting to flicker above our children's heads, just as they are preparing for a full life ahead ... now that's what you call risk! — Dave Hampton

Since my residence at Tippecanoe, we have endeavored to level all distinctions, to destroy village chiefs, by whom all mischiefs are done. It is they who sell the land to the Americans. — Tecumseh

One loves only form, and form only comes into existence when the thing is born. — Charles Olson

You're Mexican until you make money and then you're Spanish. — Lee Trevino

How the fuck do I know that my better is anything more than the great big fat lie we tell ourselves to justify the slow fat nothing of our days. — Claire North

you can't control what people pay attention to.You can control what you do with the attention given to you. — K.J. Kilton

And that love letter you wrote," Rowan added helpfully. "Signing it with another chap's name." Emma Smallwood's eyes widened, and she turned to look at him, brows high. Henry felt his neck heat. His cravat seemed suddenly far too tight. "That's right," Phillip nodded as the memory returned to him. "Pugsworth, was it not?" Julian grinned at Miss Smallwood, clearly enjoying himself. "Did you really think this Pugsworth fellow in love with you?" Heaven help him, Henry hoped she wouldn't burst into disillusioned tears. Not all these years later. And not over Milton Pugsworth. But Miss Smallwood remained her imperturbable self. "Goodness no," she said. "For all his faults, Mr. Pugsworth spelled exceptionally well and had the neatest hand I ever saw. Your brother, on the other hand, never did learn to spell. And I recognized his sloppy scratchings the moment I saw them." Phillip gave her a long look of amused approval. "Bravo, Emma. — Julie Klassen

Popping broad beans out of their skins can be therapeutic, but it isn't everybody's favourite waste of time. — Yotam Ottolenghi

The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk. — Dr. Seuss

No human society, present or past, has lacked music. Music is therefore one of the very few human universals, which puts it on the same level as food and sex. — Fredric Lieberman

Comments are proof most people don't read the articles. — Jeffrey Zeldman