Recessionary And Inflationary Quotes & Sayings

There might well be deep evolutionary reasons for these fears; it made sense, millennia ago, to fear situations where we had no control and situations that involved malevolent attackers. In our modern world, however, the things we really ought to fear are almost entirely of our own doing. Failing to climb the stairs and get enough exercise kills far more people than any number of murderers climbing those stairs. You are at far greater risk of taking your own life than being killed by a terrorist. If you were to go strictly by the numbers, that cigarette in your hand ought to have you screaming louder than a chance encounter with Hannibal Lecter. — Shankar Vedantam

I teach how to fit into a world I don't want to live in. I just can't do it anymore. — John Taylor Gatto

Street Photography is like fishing. Catching the fish is more exciting than eating it ... — Thomas Leuthard

That good sense which nature affords us is preferable to most of the knowledge that we can acquire. — Philippe De Commines

My thing is that I don't give no person that much power over my path that I'm walking. Not one person can make or break what I'm doing, except me or God. — Nipsey Hussle

I just won the gold medal and I couldn't eat downtown. I said, 'Something's wrong.' And from then on, I've been a Muslim. — Muhammad Ali

Do not waste one moment in regret, for to think feelingly of the mistakes of the past is to re-infect yourself. — Neville Goddard

A child seldom needs a good talking to as a good listening to. — Robert Breault

Where sense is wanting, everything is wanting. — Benjamin Franklin

I haven't always been the guy that walks into a room and automatically the attention is on me. I'm normally the guy that stands off in the corner. — Josh Turner

Tea is the tast of my land:it is bitter and warm,strong,and sharp with memory.It tastes of longing.It tastes of the distance between where you are and where you come from.Also it vanishes-the taste of it vanishes from your tongue while your lips are still hot from the cup.It disappears,like plantations stretching up into the mist.I have heard that your country drinks more tea than any other.How sad that must make you-like children who long for absent mothers.I am sorry. — Chris Cleave