Rajce Quotes & Sayings

When the great Tao is abandoned, benevolence and righteousness arise. — Laozi

Great places, great memories. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Basically, a manager's job is to make other people more productive. What's one really good way to do that? Do the work that is getting in their way. Which means find out what kind of important work your developers dislike the most, and do it for them. — Jon Evans

It is so important to get respect for what you do and at the same time give it. — Estelle Parsons

The computer programmer creates the only path available to the computer user; the effect of his decisions on others is masked by their abstraction. — Michael Lewis

What are you doing?" I squeak. Big, warm hands slide under the hem of my dress, slowly dragging the satin material upward. "What do you mean?" he asks innocently. Surprise makes my pulse race. "Where's my kiss?" Ignoring me, he pushes my dress all the way up to my waist, then groans so loudly that I shoot a wary glance behind me. But everyone on the lawn is completely out of sight, which means Blake and I are out of sight to them. Which means nobody but Blake can see that I'm not wearing anything under my dress. "No panties?" he croaks. "Seriously? We were walking down that aisle together and you weren't wearing panties? Are you trying to kill me? — Sarina Bowen

..here's the editor's prescription, writer: 1000 words daily until next checkup. — Rob Bignell, Editor

I am perpetually bringing or losing babies, both very dreadful operations to me, and which tear mind and body both in pieces very cruelly. — Hester Lynch Piozzi

I really am Super Emmet, and like the comic book Superman, I have a powerful secret weapon. My mom. — Heidi Cullinan

It's like being home again, when they bring in the hopelessly mangled person from the mine explosion, or the woman in her third day of labor, or the famished child struggling against pneumonia and my mother and Prim, they wear that same look on their faces. Now is the times to run away tho the woods, to hide in the trees until the patient is long gone and in another part of the Seam the hammers make the coffin. But I'm held here both by the hovercraft walls and the same force that holds the loved ones of the dying. How often I've seen them, ringed around our kitchen table and I thought, Why don't they leave? Why do they stay to watch?
And now I know. It's because you have no choice. — Suzanne Collins