Rosh Hashanah 2013 Quotes & Sayings

Self-sacrifice enables us to sacrifice other people without blushing. — George Bernard Shaw

I sometimes get caught up in the big goals ... That aren't really the ultimate goal, which is to be happy for what you have. — Urijah Faber

I want to be there when you question him." "No you don't." "I really do." "Let me put it another way, Lord Marce. Fuck you, go away. — John Scalzi

Morgan was sent copies and decided to sue both publishers for libel. — David Cordingly

We do not choose survival as a value, it chooses us. — B.F. Skinner

Not that I'm saying you have OCD or anything. You just like things to be organized. Really, really organized. — Katie Ruggle

The writer's duty is to keep on writing. — William Styron

You get photographed together when there's 25 people with you and people assume that you're having sex, which is definitely not the case. — Chelsea Handler

I sent American troops to Iraq to make its people free, not to make them American. Iraqis will write their own history and find their own way. — George W. Bush

(Happiness smelled like Park's house. Like Skin So Soft and all four food groups.) — Rainbow Rowell

But as they settled into their seats in the inn's busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn't her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that his life was never going to be the same. — Julia Quinn

A gown does not make a bride, just as a few empty threats do not make a rebel. — Morgan Rhodes

In Washington, D.C., far from the Capitol dome, was an old redbrick office building with office space and apartments available for rent. On the fifth floor, at the end of a narrow hall with a noisy steam radiator, was a plain little office with its title painted in small black letters on the door: The Veritas Project. Just inside that door, Consuela, the secretary, sorted through conventional mail at her desk. Seated at a computer nearby, Carrie, the assistant, scanned through e-mails from all around the country. Between their two workstations was another door, and beyond that door was the cluttered office of Mr. Morgan, the boss. Mr. — Frank E. Peretti

Sometimes our fantasies are better than our realities. — Jenna Alatari