Proiuris Quotes & Sayings

I love buying things. I could be one of those crazy hoarders. — Anna Chancellor

The Depression, which started in 1929 was rather mild from 1929 to 1930. And, indeed, in my opinion would have been over in 1931 at the latest had it not been that the Federal Reserve followed a policy which led to bank failures, widespread bank failures, and led to a reduction in the quantity of money. — Milton Friedman

Each day's a gift of Life divine a precious jewel that's yours and mine! — John McLeod

Blessed are the young, for they shall inherit the national debt. — Herbert Hoover

Way to nail Cozone. Her cell phone buzzed as — Harlan Coben

Doing little things with a strong desire to please God makes them really great. — Saint Francis De Sales

[Bells] speak to us of our freedom, which responsibilities and transient cares make us forget. — Thomas Merton

I'm obsessed with making women look and feel more beautiful than they ever thought possible. — Tyra Banks

I call my children "My Hundred Thousand Dollar Babies Before They Were Even Born"! — Cindy Margolis

Tate grabbed me, hugging me so hard, I knew I'd have bruises. He was probably unaware of it, not having had much time to get used to his new strength.
I pushed at him, "Tate ... you're squeezing me too hard."
He let go of me so fast I almost staggered. "Oh Christ, I can't do anything right! — Jeaniene Frost

Oh, no, no, no," I repeated, shaking my head. The room started to spin, and I couldn't hold my head up any longer. I collapsed back against the pillow. That's when I saw his silhouette at the door. "I'm not supposed to be here," I cried. "I'm not supposed to be in yesterday. — Rebecca Donovan

For me, a novel is always the result of my attempt to impose myself on raw circumstances. It is a concrete form of lived experience. — Rachel Cusk

One of my biggest fears when I see really bad people on T.V. is that I don't know how they got there. — Josh Thomas

Beyond the late Fifties everything faded. When there were no external records that you could refer to, even the outline of your own life lost its sharpness. You remembered huge events which had quite probably not happened, you remembered the details of incidents without being able to recapture their atmosphere, and there were long blank periods to which you could assign nothing. Everything had been different then. — George Orwell