Prasopouloshomeart Quotes & Sayings

Our growth rate continues to be staggering. — Jimmy Wales

When you say 'design,' everybody thinks of magazine pages. So it's an emotive word. Everybody thinks it's how something looks, whereas for me, design is pretty much everything. — James Dyson

anyone can be cynical, but it takes guts to be optimistic. — 5 Grays Publishing

If you think like a leader, act like a leader, inspire like a leader then you are a leader. — Debasish Mridha

It was only one man who had gone, but it felt like forever, something so permanent and unstoppable that it blasted her. If she were a tree, she would drop all her leaves. — Jenny Downham

They sat on the outcropping of stone and at bread and fruit. Kasta watched the long grass moving around them. The wind pushed it, attacked it, struck it in one place than another. It rose and fell again. It flowed, like water.
"Is this what the sea is like?" Kasta asked, and they both turned to her, surprised. "Does the sea move the way this grass moves?"
"It's like the sea," she said.
Giddon's eyes on her were incredulous.
"What? Is it such a strange thing to say?"
"It's a strange thing for you to say." He shook his head. He gathered their bread and fruit, then rose. "The Lienid fighter is filling your mind with romantic notions. — Kristin Cashore

Envy, to which th' ignoble mind's a slave, Is emulation in the learn'd or brave. — Alexander Pope

Love hurts whether its right ow wrong — Avril Lavigne

So, if the zombies are coming to town, why exactly are we coming back here?"
"Don't call them that."
"But they are - "
"No, they're not. They're mutants or science gone awry or
something. Anything but zombies." "How would that be better? — Daniel Younger

It's okay to keep a broken oven in your yard as long as you call it art. — Jenny Lawson

Would you like to always be young? Then be an Anarchist, and live with the faith of hope, that age can't confine you to. — Brooke Bida

Tenacity is the mother of progress. — Valerie M. Hudson

Sometimes I try to remember things my mother told me about the awful way he was raised. But why does he have to keep on going? Why would you take something bad out of your mouth and hand it to another, saying, Here, eat this? — Elizabeth Berg