Shaker Heights Quotes & Sayings

I must have ice in my veins to do what I just did. I expect the ice to melt ... But it doesn't. It just gets colder and colder ... And I welcome it. — Erin Hunter

Shaker Heights, Ohio is a predominately white neighborhood. It was when I moved in, and it still is. — Kym Whitley

Three-year-olds have no control over their lives. If you don't want your kids competing in pageants, you hold the power, not them. I sincerely doubt a six-year-old would hitchhike to the banquet room at the Sheraton and compete in the Little Miss Shaker Heights pageant herself if her emotionally damaged Mommy wasn't pushing her. — Adam Carolla

There is a velvety sensuality here at the mouth of the Mississippi that you won't find anywhere else. Tell me what the air feels like at 3 A.M. on a Thursday night in August in Shaker Heights and I bet you won't be able to say because nobody stays up that late. But in New Orleans, I tell you, it's ink and honey passed through silver moonlight. — Andrei Codrescu

Everyone who went to college and especially people working in media seem to know at least one person from Shaker Heights. There's just something about that place that made people go to the coast. — David Wain

In January of that year, according to a report written in America by a Times reporter, scientists were seriously investigating the possibility that a mysterious seismic disturbance in the remote Australian outback almost four years earlier had been a nuclear explosion set off by members of the Japanese doomsday cult Aum Shinrikyo. — Bill Bryson

I've always been drawn to stories and telling them; whether it was through being a part of theater when I was a little kid, or film, or with music, there's just been an innate desire to feel that connection. — Ellen Page

If I am taking a job, I really want to do it 100% on a daily basis, and that's not what I can do right now. — Thomas Dooley

A seamlessly told and scrupulously detailed history of the Hartsoe clan of Haw County, North Carolina, Love and Lament is that rare novel that brings the gritty, rural past to vivid life. I could very nearly smell the moonshine (the moonshiners too!). Pass a few hours with Mary Bet Hartsoe and family. You won't regret it. — T. R. Pearson