Schiff Rewards Quotes & Sayings

I feel like it's my job to carry the torch. — Joan Jett

Similarly it is possible that the system itself is sick, even though the actors within the organization are behaving in accord with organizational etiquette and respecting the internal bonds of trust. That — Glenn Greenwald

There are no inherent barriers to our being able to reverse engineer the operating principles of human intelligence and replicate these capabilities in the more powerful computational substrates that will become available in the decades ahead. The human brain is a complex hierarchy of complex systems, but it does not represent a level of complexity beyond what we are already capable of handling. — Ray Kurzweil

Lifelong monogamy is a maniacal idea. — Germaine Greer

If Cloverleaf McCarty loses his shamrock singlet one more time, he's fired," Lucille said, slicing one finger against her long, serpentine neck for effect. A janitor walking past her office window saw the move, flinched, and looked down before there was a chance that he and "The Boss Lady" could make eye contact. — Holly Tierney-Bedord

But it is these deaths - the killings in Ferguson and Beavercreek and beyond - that commemorate the unfinished, perhaps unending, struggle to assert black humanity in a country built on its denial. — Sharifa Rhodes-Pitts

I would want to make Radio Haiti as independent as possible, which means it can't be strictly commercial. — Michele Montas

No, only villains try to change the whole world. The rest of us take it one person at a time. — Brian K. Vaughan

I've been to three Olympics and I don't feel I've ever quite achieved my best at any of them. — Paula Radcliffe

Please, don't fall into yourself. Fall into me, Sara. Because God knows I've fallen into you. — J.A. DeRouen

He who has made great moral progress ceases to pray — Immanuel Kant

Kylie watched as his shirttail upward, exposing a very hard abdomen. The hem of his shirt inched higher, and she took in the cutest inny belly button she'd ever seen. And then his chest. Solid. Hard. A few drops of water glistened against his skin. Hear heart beat to the sound of passion again. — C.C. Hunter

When I'm fighting, my rival becomes like a skeleton to me, without any flesh on him. — Waheed Ibne Musa