Scud Cloud Quotes & Sayings

I just let it be hard while it is hard without going crazy fo it to get easy. — Patricia Lear

The best part about being alone is that you really don't have to answer to anybody. You do what you want. — Justin Timberlake

Housing Works is the coolest thrift store in the world, because not only are they the best thrift store - they're not the most thrifty thrift store - but they have amazing stuff and all of their proceeds go directly to kids, mostly homeless kids, living with AIDS and HIV in New York, in the metropolitan area. — Ezra Miller

I think thy horse will sooner con an oration than
thou learn a prayer without book. — William Shakespeare

All I'll say is ... I'm at a point in life when nothing feels shocking to me. I need something to shock me! I'm almost ready to see a U.F.O. — CeeLo Green

Because if Grandpa Portman wasn't honorable and good, I wasn't sure anyone could be. — Ransom Riggs

Of course there are teachers who can teach a subject, in a set order, using predetermined phrases, but there aren't many who can adjust their teaching to the abilities and tendencies of their pupils and explain things in their own individual way. Maybe hardly any at all. — Haruki Murakami

Culture, more than rule books, determines how an organization behaves. — Warren Buffett

Nobody really likes coffee. They just pretend to because drinking coffee makes them feel like a proper adult. — Holly Bourne

We knew - but didn't want to know - what was going to happen, the sky descending upon our heads like the shadow of a falling piano in a cartoon. — Aleksandar Hemon

I love '90s grunge and punk. — Alice Dellal

A general truth is to have a good sense of humor. Roll with the punches of life's ups and downs. Laughing at yourself always helps. — Jill Abramson

The speculative thinker makes Christianity into theology, instead of recognizing that a living relationship to Christ involves passion, struggle, decision, personal appropriation, and inner transformation.' (Moore's summary of Kierkegaard) — Charles E. Moore

The ludicrous fever of toys struggling skyward, the sky itself more and more remote, the wind tearing the awning of cloud to tatters, pale limitless blue and green recessions laced with strands of scud, the light failing - once she would have noticed these things. — Samuel Beckett

I want to die a slave to principles. Not to men. — Emiliano Zapata