Roebucks Clothing Quotes & Sayings

In his annual economic report to Congress President Bush said that the transfer of American jobs overseas is actually part of a positive transformation that will enrich the U.S. economy over time. So basically, losing your job to someone else can be a good thing. Of course we'll see how he feels about that in November. — Jay Leno

I was slowly taking on the dimensions of a chest of drawers. — Maria Franziska Von Trapp

It has become apparent that art can have a startling impact without really being or saying anything startling - or new. The character itself of being startling, spectacular, or upsetting has become conventionalized, part of safe good taste. — Clement Greenberg

It may be wise to have many associates, but unwise to assume they are your friends. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Whoever uses the spirit that is
in him creatively is an artist. To
make living itself an art, that is
the goal. — Henry Miller

How do you keep doing that, Ford Winter? she wanted to ask. Have me swallowing back a lump in my throat one minute ... And rolling my eyes the next. — Michele Jaffe

I suppose you don't want to lose your name?'

'No, indeed,' Alice said, a little anxiously.

'And yet I don't know,' the Gnat went on in a careless tone: 'only think how convenient it would be if you could manage to go home without it! For instance, if the governess wanted to call you to your lessons, she would call out "come here - ," and there she would have to leave off, because there wouldn't be any name for her to call, and of course you wouldn't have to go, you know. — Lewis Carroll

So it is that Lonely Places attract as many lonely people as they produce, and the loneliness we see in them is partly in ourselves. — Pico Iyer

Love it or loathe it, you can never leave it or lose it. — Gore Vidal

I always felt as if I'd been handed a cardboard box crammed full of monkeys. I'd take the monkeys out of the box one at a time, carefully brush off the dust, give them a pat on the bottom, and send them scurrying off into the fields. I never knew where they went from there. — Haruki Murakami