Scotsmans Skullcutter Quotes & Sayings

George of the Jungle is a cartoon. He's a guy who swings around on a vine all day. Are you not buying that? — Brendan Fraser

I have a tendency to say yes to a script or no to a script. Not yes based on a rewrite. — William H. Macy

The time to hesitate is through. — Robby Krieger

The only way I can experience my life as meaningless is to work as hard as I possibly can to tell myself it has no meaning. At a deeper level of reality, my life can't help but have meaning, because everything is continually unfolding, and I am connected into that unfolding in ways that I can't even imagine. — Joseph Jaworski

The heart responds to the conflict within a story. — Donald Miller

This is why it's perilous to ignore a librarian. — Jeffe Kennedy

Ego: The only thing that can keep growing without nourishment. — Evan Esar

You have so many capabilities & potential. Start celebrating the life God has given you! — Joyce Meyer

When night falls people become as lonely as snowflakes floating down from a gray city sky. Now and again we fall past a streetlamp and are visible, a brief moment apart, REAL
we can be seen. We exist. Then we vanish into the gray darkness and the earth draws us to it. — Erik Fosnes Hansen

Revolution means turning the wheel. — Igor Stravinsky

We live in the kind of world where courage is the most essential of virtues; without courage, the other virtues are useless. — Edward Abbey

Much of the pressure contemporary parents feel with respect to dressing children in designer clothes, teaching young children academics, and giving them instruction in sports derives directly from our need to use our children to impress others with our economic surplus. We find "good" rather than real reasons for letting our children go along with the crowd. — David Elkind

I don't know hardly any of the players who have the in-between game like me, who can go to any position on the court. — Oscar Robertson

By the time Cyrus was released from the hospital and the army, his gonorrhea was dried up. When he got home to Connecticut there remained only enough of it for his wife. — John Steinbeck