Prasch Auditorium Quotes & Sayings

...it's really more intelligent to be able to simplify things than to complicate them. Even if some people think it makes you look stupid. — Eugenia Cheng

Sometimes believing is as simple as choosing to do so. — Osman Welela

It wouldn't kill me if I were never nominated or elected to anything. — Sargent Shriver

Even men of the noblest possible moral character are extremely susceptible to the influence of the physical charms of others. Modern, no less then Ancient History, supplies us with many most painful examples of what I refer to. If it were not so, indeed, History would be quite unreadable. — Oscar Wilde

Pickup line ... pickup line ... she racked her brain until she found an explanation and brightened. Mine would be - roses are red, violets are blue, if you don't do what I say I will kill you. — Gena Showalter

One gets wise by meeting people and meeting people through their literature. — Girdhar Joshi

I have told my sons that they are not under any circumstances to take part in massacres, and that the news of massacres of enemies is not to fill them with satisfaction or glee. I have also told them not to work for companies which make massacre machinery, and to express contempt for people who think we need machinery like that. — Kurt Vonnegut

When people say "Let it go," what they really mean is "Get over it," and that's not a helpful thing to say. It's not a matter of letting go - you would if you could. Instead of "Let it go," we should probably say "Let it be"; this recognizes that the mind won't let go and the problem may not go away, and it allows you to form a healthier relationship with what's bothering you. — Jon Kabat-Zinn

I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. — Suzanne Collins

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We're not quite ending where we began, but close enough.
Close enough. — Stephen King

could not picture that Father had once swung on a swing. He could not imagine that Father had once been a boy, like him. A boy. Carefree, light on his feet. Running headlong into the open fields with his playmates. Father, whose hands were scarred, whose face was crosshatched with deep lines of weariness. Father, who might as well have been born with shovel in hand and mud under his nails. — Khaled Hosseini

Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are 'patches of Godlight' in the woods of our experience. — C.S. Lewis

Peeta bakes. I hunt. Haymitch drinks until the liquor runs out. — Suzanne Collins