Ruchoma Shain Quotes & Sayings

Yeah, over my scattered panties, I asked him to dinner and told him to bring a friend. - Laney — Joann I. Martin Sowles

He wanted his old life back instead of this new hell on earth that he had created for himself. — Valenciya Lyons

The first truth is that the liberty of a democracy is not safe if the people tolerate the growth of private power to a point where it becomes stronger than their democratic state itself. That, in its essence, is fascism
ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power ... Among us today a concentration of private power without equal in history is growing. — Franklin D. Roosevelt

Where I create, there I am true. — Rainer Maria Rilke

Companies that only focus on expense reduction are all but dead as they will find themselves sooner or later unable to reduce anymore. — Grant Cardone

Although I am good at enumerating my father's flaws, it's hard for me to sustain much anger at him. I expect this is partly because he's dead, and partly because the bar is lower for fathers than it is for mothers. — Alison Bechdel

My hair is capable of doing a lot of different things. — Prince

When you father dies! What then?"
Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant. "I beg your pardon?"
Lady Needham waved one hand in the air as though she hadn't time to think of her husband's feelings, instead prodding, "He shan't live forever, Penelope! What then?"
Penelope could not think of why this was in any way relevant. "Well, that shall be very sad, I imagine."
Lady Needham shook her head in frustration. "Penelope!"
"Mother, I honestly have no idea what you are implying."
"Who will take care of you? When your father dies?"
"Is Father planning to die soon?"
"No," her father said.
"One never knows!" Tears were welling in the marchioness' eyes.
"Oh, for God's-" Lord Needham had had enough. "I'm not dying. And I take no small amount of offence in the fact the thought simply rolled off your tongue. — Sarah MacLean

There are those fortunate hours when the world consents to be made into a poem. — Mark Doty

I used to tell everyone I met to be an artist ... I don't do that any more. — Banksy

There are three things, and three things only, that can lift the pain of mortality and ease the ravages of life. These are wine, women and song. — Neil Gaiman