Seliger Ideas Quotes & Sayings

What I used to fear was growing old - not the aches and pains part or the what-have-I-done-with-my-life part or the threat of illness, none of that. I just couldn't imagine what my life would be like without the option of looking good. I had a piece of good luck. I married Rich in my late forties and thus was eased into middle age while living with a man who approved of the way I looked. When after three years of marriage I lamented the fact that I had put on a good deal of weight, he said, "Don't worry. I love it all. You can get as fat as you want." Then, upon reflection, he added sweetly, "As long as you can still get up from your chair. — Abigail Thomas

Time after time, I have seen secrets tear people apart. — Alys Arden

Again, this made me think of Daisy, and her white lie about the dresses. We were willing to do so much for the people we loved, even if it meant hurting ourselves. Maybe that, in the end, was what love
all kinds
was really all about. — Sarah Dessen

No man need stay the way he is. — Harry Emerson Fosdick

A sudden wind thrashed the treetops in the garden, sweeping down from the east. — Steven Erikson

A fast car can make women 'like' a man; and a man 'like' women ... fast. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

It is not tedium that one feels. It is not grief. It is the desire to go to sleep clothed in a different personality, to forget, dulled by an increase in salary. — Fernando Pessoa

It is cold down in Washington, D.C. They had to use an ice scraper on John Boehner's face to get the tears off, it was so cold. — David Letterman

When people feel trusted, they'll begin to understand they are contributors--and you'll get great ideas and happy people. — Eunice Parisi-Carew

On clear days we trudged through White Forest, a man-made woods of metal trees and plastic leaves constructed in the boon years of Brezhnev when the party boss's wife had grown nostalgic for the birches of her youth. By the time we trudged beneath them, however, the years had ravaged both the forest and the party boss's wife, and the plastic leaves above were as sagging and liver-spotted as her face. We went on. The mud was a mustard we plodded through. On the forest's far side we looked across the expanse of sulfurous waste stretching to the horizon. We shouted. We proclaimed. We didn't need to whisper out here. For a few short weeks in July, red wildflowers pushed through the oxidized waste and the whole earth simmered with apocalyptic beauty. — Anthony Marra

We have more patents on pigmented inks than anybody else. — Antonio Perez

The hardest thing to judge is what level of risk is safe. — George Soros