Renascent Place Quotes & Sayings

Swear it on your life. (Zephyra) That I can never do. (Stryker) Why can't you? (Zephyra) Because you are my life, and I can't live another day without you. (Stryker) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I want to fall on the floor laughing - imagining Hillary Clinton working well in the Senate with everybody else! Oh, give me a break. I've already joked in print that they would need to build her a private cloakroom on the Mall. This is not a woman who has any ability to deal with the mass of humanity. She is the most arrogant, the most moralistic, the most sermonizing and annoying person on earth ... — Camille Paglia

Moral authority is never retained by any attempt to hold on to it. It comes without seeking and is retained without effort. — Mahatma Gandhi

If you're skinny and you can't play hockey in Canada, you aren't left with a lot of options. I was left with running. — Malcolm Gladwell

I think every woman should have a blowtorch. — Julia Child

Willie did not need a psychiatrist to explain this woman's glamour profile: Neiman-Marcus-camouflage for a serious absence of soul. — Linda McDonald

Or she would look at him with a sullen expression, once again he would see before him a face worthy of figuring in Botticelli's Life of Moses, he would place her in it, he would give her neck the necessary inclination; and when he had well and truly painted her in distemper, in the fifteenth century, on the wall of the Sistine Chapel, the idea that she had nevertheless remained here, by the piano, in the present moment, ready to be kissed and possessed, the idea of her materiality and her life would intoxicate him with such force that, his eyes distracted, his jaw tensed as though to devour her, he would swoop down upon that Botticelli virgin and begin pinching her cheeks. — Marcel Proust

Perhaps marketing is about to transition to a new kind of profession, one that requires insight, dedication and smarts. — Seth Godin

Well, I think it's too early to call Fallujah a failure. — Chuck Schumer

I once told you that I am not a saint, and I hope never to see the day that I cannot admit having made a mistake. So I will close with another confession. Frequently, along the tortuous road of recent months from this chamber to the Presidents House, I protested that I was my own man. Now I realize that I was wrong. I am your man, for it was your carefully weighed confirmation that changed my occupation. The truth is I am the peoples man, for you acted in their name, and I accepted and began my new and solemn trust with a promise to serve all the people and do the best that I can for America. — Gerald R. Ford

Here is neither want of appetite nor mouths,
Pray heaven we be not scant of meat or mirth. — Walter Scott