Potenje Pod Quotes & Sayings

A Brave Man in a Brave Country Surprised — Louise Penny

Nice people are often not good people and good people are often not nice people. — Ernie J Zelinski

On the whole, the evidence indicates that model trends in the troposphere are very likely inconsistent with observations ... — David Douglass

Do your job precisely as if you were your own boss, and sooner or later you will be. — Napoleon Hill

I think rap music is rap music. I mean, are there heavy writing aspects of it? Absolutely. In a sense, is it poetry? Yeah. I've heard that so much, growing up in a house with poetry. But I think people like to use that as a shortcut for who's good and who's not. It's like the word 'lyrical' - 'lyrical' is the worst word in the entire world. — Earl Sweatshirt

You win as a team, you lose as a team, you also do so many things together. — Eddie Murray

I love writing plays because they are living, fluid things that are energised by the producer, designers, musicians, actors and audience. — Berlie Doherty

People in groups are like sheep. Like, when your very best friend is surrounded by other people, she cares more about what everybody else thinks that she cares about you. The more people there are, the more they act like animals.
"That doesn't make sense."
"Sure it does. Have you ever heard of two guys getting in a fistfight when there's nobody around to watch? It never happens. It takes a crowd to bring out the beast. You can't trust anybody when you're not alone with them. Anybody. You have to know the boundaries. — Pete Hautman

Augustus half smiled. Because you're beautiful, I enjoy looking at beaufitul people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence ... I mean, particularly given that, as you so deliciously pointed out, all of this will end in oblivion and everything. — John Green

I looked at her, then back at him. "If you really loved me, you'd do it."
Jealousy is the rust that eats away at morality's hard steel. It's cancerous, and once it starts it spreads, and spreads. At first it lets small concessions through. He watched me drink, do drugs. He looked the other way when we stole things. He was in love. He never realized all these lapses were weakening him, that a moment would come when I'd push harder than before and the entire structure would crumble into red powder.
Armin gave me the gun. Took the bat. Closed his eyes and inhaled. Opened them and swung and exhaled.
He'd gone for the head. — Leah Raeder

The songs I was writing still had lyrics or sentiments that didn't match what I was feeling. It was old, negative energy coming out of me still, but it needed to all get out so I could trash those songs and put them in the bin. And then I was able to let the new songs out. — Damien Rice

Thank God we can't see the future, we'd never get out of bed. — Tracy Letts