Redupage Quotes & Sayings

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballot; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountain top and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can! — Barack Obama

I've always felt that animals are the purest spirits in the world. They don't fake or hide their feelings, and they are the most loyal creatures on Earth. And somehow we humans think we're smarter-what a joke. — Pink

Would you recognize your mother's face in a thousand faces? Clinton waited for Evie to answer.
Of course.
Can you describe her face so well I would recognize her in a thousand faces? He waited again.
I don't think so.
That's the difference. You're familiar with your mother's face. When you know something that way, the connection is straight to your heart. Words are incidental, unnecessary. That's what I mean by spiritual. — Dennis Vickers

It's funny: There's a lot of comics on 'Breaking Bad.' — Steven Michael Quezada

Wether you like it or not, life drags you forward. — Dee White

This game has changed. The rules are no longer the same, but I don't have the manual. He does, and I need guidance on where to go from here. — Georgia Cates

The thing about pumping people for information is that you wind up telling them more than you want to in the hope of getting them to reveal what you want to know. — Rudy Josephs

Bologna is the best city in Italy for food and has the least number of tourists. With its medieval beauty, it has it all. — Mario Batali

I was this little blond girl with a guitar case bigger than me - it was pink and sparkly at the time. But I always took myself seriously, and I think that people took that seriously. I would tell them about my goal list, and they listened. I was like, 'I want to be the one that swings the pendulum.' — Kelsea Ballerini

This was a double game: he was trying to save his childhood, to preserve it and trap it in amber, but to do that he was calling on things that partook of the world beyond childhood, whose touch would leave him even less innocent than he already was. What would that make him? Neither a child nor an adult, neither innocent nor wise. Perhaps that is what a monster is. — Lev Grossman