Screwheads Quotes & Sayings

Nos numeros sumus et fruges consumere nati. We are but ciphers, born to consume earth's fruits. — Horace

All right, you primitive screwheads. Listen up. I'm Harry Dresden. I'm the new Winter Knight. — Jim Butcher

They hurt each other without wanting to, just because each represented to the others the cruel and demanding necessity of their lives. — Albert Camus

Wright is an interesting study of a superstar architect having both right and wrong influence. "All Architecture, worthy the name," he decreed in 1910, "will, henceforward, more and more be organic."12 So inspired by Viollet-le-Duc and Louis Sullivan, he inspired countless others (including young me) toward an organic approach to architecture. At the same time, the very pomposity of his decrees helped inflame a fatal egotism in generations of architects, and his most famous buildings belie his organic ideal. They were so totally designed - down to the screwheads all being aligned horizontally to match his prairie line - that they cannot be changed. To live in one of his houses is to be the curator of a Frank Lloyd Wright museum; — Stewart Brand

Beauty of your love-filled smile created a mark on the stone wall of my heart, I can erase it never. — Debasish Mridha

For everyone here in Ohio and across America who's been ever been counted out but refused to be knocked out, for everyone who has stumbled but stood right back up, and for everyone who works hard and never gives up
this one is for you. — Hillary Rodham Clinton

It is my mind, with its store of images, that gives the world color and sound ... Everything is mediated through the mind. — Carl Jung

I had a back-and-forth where I asked Donald Trump, is it true or false that he said the government should pay for everyone's health care? He said it's false. Listen, within minutes, we put out a video just contrasting what he said there with video of him just a few months earlier saying exactly the opposite. — Ted Cruz

From his bedroom window on the Marine Corps Base in Quantico, Nathaniel Dixon watched in awe at the four-ship formation of V-22 Ospreys chewing up the Virginia air with their massive, wingtip-mounted tilt rotors as they made a pass over the flight line. The aircraft grew in his window as they approached the small bungalow he lived in with his mother and father on base. Just before they flew out of sight, Nathaniel clapped his hands together over the window and imagined smashing each Osprey like a dragonfly. Then, he imagined each falling to earth in flames, smashing in a great ball of fire in his backyard. — Jonathan Marker