Santa Paws 2 Quotes & Sayings

Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go. — Samuel Beckett

Everything is clear to me - outline, details, future, emotion. Not like the world, where everything is muddy and messed, and nothing ever works out the way you mean it to - no matter how skilful or how honourable you are, no matter how vile your enemy. When — Kelly Gardiner

Perfection is something we should all strive for. It's a duty and a joy to perfect one's nature ... The most difficult thing is love. A loveless, driving person that just competes in the rat race is far from perfection in my book. — R.D. Laing

My hair's naturally dirty-dishwater light brown. Ugly. — Mandy Moore

There is really a whole new appreciation when you leave and then come back. — Hunter Tylo

Compared to Americans, Canadians are often more gentle in their approach to things. They're much more apologetic. There's less room for conflict. — Joseph Boyden

The first time you saw someone naked was not the time to inject humor or rile them up. — Christin Lovell

Stand-up is every man for himself; you learn from hanging out at these clubs and watching other guys, and then trying not to be like them. — Harold Ramis

If the constitutional right to keep and bear arms is to mean anything, it must, as a general matter, permit a person to possess, carry and sometimes conceal arms to maintain the security of his private residence or privately operated business. — David Prosser Jr.

Joy come and go like pleasant breeze. It's the miseries that stick in you like thorns - until you realize that it's all your doing. — Sadghuru

[looked at other peoples lives and said,] 'How can one let it come to that? How can one not undo this ugly situation?' But now, when the disaster had fallen on his head, he not only did not think of how to undo the situation, but did not want to know about it at all. — Leo Tolstoy

Growing up in Hollywood, like I did, I have a passion and a love for the movies, so I go to the cinema all the time. — Leonard Slatkin

He was a sceptic, he was young, abstract, and therefore cruel. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky