Scream Casey Becker Quotes & Sayings

We do not face a choice between protecting our environment or protecting our economy. We face a choice between protecting our economy by protecting our environment - or allowing environmental havoc to create economic havoc. — Robert Rubin

They were exiles, but Hob provided a type of protection once they settled in. By playing up their strangeness, the way a slave simpered and acted childlike to escape a beating, they evaded the entanglements of the quarter. The walls of Hob made a fortress some nights, rescuing them from the feuds and conspiracies. White men eat you up, but sometimes colored folk eat you up, too. She — Colson Whitehead

If ANYTHING is meant to be, it will be ONLY if you work out the methodologies for it to be.
Things just don't be because they work themselves out to be, or they want to be.
They be because someone conceived them to be, and worked them out to be.
Therefore, debunk the idea of leaving your THINGS to be in the fragile gamble of fate.
MAKE THEM BE! — Ufuoma Apoki

I mean, when you're a pioneer and you are at the forefront of an offensive, you're going to be the most optimistic person. — Carlos Ghosn

Shameless is a rough show, and it's not for everyone, but it's also beautiful. — William H. Macy

You haven't really failed until you've resorted to platitudes. — Glenn Arthur Pierce

Modern writing at its worst does not consist in picking out words for the sake of their meaning and inventing images in order to make the meaning clearer. It consists in gumming together long strips of words which have already been set in order by someone else, and making the results presentable by sheer humbug. The attraction of this way of writing is that it is easy. It is easier
even quicker, once you have the habit
to say In my opinion it is not an unjustifiable assumption that than to say I think. — George Orwell

My fingers traced the melody on an invisible keyboard - my usual way to connect with the music, to feel its emotions on my fingertips. I touched the keys softly, as if gliding my hands through water, but the musical notes kept slipping between my fingers like bubbles, waltzing away in the blue radiance. — Ella Leya