Serdengecti Quotes & Sayings

In a more intellectually rigorous age, I wouldn't be talked about as a satirist at all. I would just be a topical comedian. — Rory Bremner

Emotional intelligence begins to develop in the earliest years. All the small exchanges children have with their parents, teachers, and with each other carry emotional messages. — Daniel Goleman

Sleep is the most moronic fraternity in the world, with the heaviest dues and the crudest rituals. It is a mental torture I find debasing ... I simply cannot get used to the nightly betrayal of reason, humanity, genius. — Vladimir Nabokov

But, Jane, I summon you as my wife: it is you only I intend to marry. — Charlotte Bronte

ther are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other — J.K. Rowling

For a nation to be known as warrior is a shame! For a nation to be known as peaceful is an honour! Violence brings shame, killing brings disgrace; peacefulness brings honour, nonviolence brings esteem! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

But I can only lie against him, draped over his solid body like a sweaty girl blanket, and just drift. — Kristen Callihan

I wish I were not the me that I know, that I be some unfeeling hunk of plastic, designed to take all punishment but also durable and almost indestructible. — F. Sionil Jose

There is such amazing talent at Disney. My job is 100% creative, and I am very excited to creatively lead them. — John Lasseter

My parents were really political. The news was very important in our home. We basically had dinner every night while watching the news, and then we'd discuss it with our parents. — Al Franken

How can we be so good for each other in so many ways, and so bad in just as many others? — R.K. Lilley

When a man fell into his anecdotage it was a sign for him to retire from the world. — Benjamin Disraeli

A pie?" Now she just sounded dubious. "Was it an evil pie?" "Yeah. Yeah, it was. — Seanan McGuire

Grief was like a terrible burden, but at least you could lay it down by the side of the road and walk away from it. Antonia had come only a few paces, but already she could turn and look back and not weep. It wasn't anything to do with forgetting. It was just accepting. Nothing was ever so bad once you had accepted it. — Rosamunde Pilcher