Retenance Quotes & Sayings

You can't be a reporter using Google. It can be a tool. But you have to get out of the house. — Pete Hamill

Nobody cares about feminist academic writing. That's careerism. These poor women in academia have to talk this silly language that nobody can understand in order to be accepted ... But I recognize the fact that we have this ridiculous system of tenure, that the whole thrust of academia is one that values education, in my opinion, in inverse ratio to its usefulness - and what you write in inverse relationship to its understandability. [ ... ] Academics are forced to write in language no one can understand so that they get tenure. They have to say 'discourse', not 'talk'. Knowledge that is not accessible is not helpful. — Gloria Steinem

Cancer is enough to get my attention. — Charles Grodin

The spectator-buyer is meant to envy herself as she will become if she buys the product. She is meant to imagine herself transformed by the product into an object of envy for others, an envy which will then justify her loving herself. — John Berger

I've always preferred mythology to history. History is truth that becomes an illusion. Mythology is an illusion that becomes reality. — Jean Cocteau

Before that she hadn't realized how fragile happiness was, how if you were careless, you could knock it over and shatter it. — Celeste Ng

Everybody's got their troubles. — Dorothy Parker

I want to get violence - I want schools to start from K through 12 to just every day have teachers understand that they don't want to talk about anything that is violent, and they want to explain to the children how bad violence is and how behavior - violent behavior, is something that they really should not practice and think about. — Bill Cosby

The Curse of Knowledge: when we are given knowledge, it is impossible to imagine what it's like to LACK that knowledge. — Chip Heath

The faint laughter of winds was always about them and the colors of Mistawis, imperial and spiritual, under the changing clouds, were something that cannot be expressed in mere words. Shadows, too. Clustering in the pines until a wind shook them out and pursued them over Mistawis. They lay all day along the shores, threaded by ferns and wild blossoms. They stole around the headlands in the glow of the sunset, until twilight wove them all into one great web of dusk. — L.M. Montgomery