Probanding Quotes & Sayings

I became a Communist by studying capitalist political economy, and when I had some understanding of that problem, it actually seemed to me so absurd, so irrational, so inhuman, that I simply began to elaborate on my own formulas for production and distribution. — Fidel Castro

Can I come into the out now? - Jlo — Adam Rex

For only crazy people would think they could complete by their own efforts what was begun by God. If you weren't smart enough or strong enough to begin it, how do you suppose you could perfect it? — Eugene H. Peterson

The one thing you can do for sure is push the luck on your side — Roger Federer

American Society for Psychical Research Journals were all around the house when I was a kid. — Dan Aykroyd

...And how that girl did talk against time to make us think she was crazy about her Louie. She called attention to his honesty and his ability and his nose and the shape of his feet and his blue blood and his energy and what-have-you, and all the time, I was dying to quote that smart old Billy Shakespeare who was just as wordy as she was: 'Methinks the lady doth protest too much. — Bess Streeter Aldrich

I like writing because you can make things happen and turn out the way they never do in real life. — Rob Reiner

I am a part of the part that at first was all, part of the darkness that gave birth to the light, that supercilious light which now disputes with Mother Night her ancient rank and space, and yet cannot succeed; no matter how it struggles, it sticks to matter and can't get free. Light flows from substance, makes it beautiful ... — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

At the end of my trial, I was rather hoping the judge would send me to Australia for the rest of my life. — Jeffrey Archer

Sometimes I think I should have chosen a line of work where it was just me alone in the room, with the sun coming in, and God, insofar as he or she exists, smiling down upon me. Then I would have never been accused of being a tyrant, other than towards myself. — Charlie Trotter

We're separated, but not lost or truly apart. Do not mourn me, my love. I have not died. . . . — J.R. Ward