Shoshanna Girls Quotes & Sayings

I was always acting primarily with shareholder interests in mind.
It's also true I've always had a fairly moralistic attitude to business, and would not do anything that I considered improper.
As a consequence, I have occasionally pursued issues during my career that other people might have avoided. — Chris Corrigan

Talking's just a nervous habit. — Martha Grimes

But I am weary of this place, and sick to death of playing at philanthropy and progress. Of all varieties of mock-life, we have surely blundered into the very emptiest mockery in our effort to establish the one true system. I — Nathaniel Hawthorne

Feel guilty. Mourn this. But move on. Don't let it destroy you. Forgive yourself. — Richelle Mead

Every man is worth just so much as the things about which he busies himself. — Marcus Aurelius

Really good writing, from my perspective, runs a lot like a visual on the screen. You need to create that kind of detail and have credibility with the reader, so the reader knows that you were really there, that you really experienced it, that you know the details. That comes out of seeing. — Ann Voskamp

I am playing the violin, that's all I know, nothing else, no education, no nothing. You just practice every day. — Itzhak Perlman

In a word, growth and improvement can come through pain and conflict. — Abraham H. Maslow

Go beyond the sky! — Lailah Gifty Akita

The only thing we have to fear is fear itself, — Michael Grant

I love my job, simply because we can keep things fresh, all the time. That's a luxury not all shows have. For us, as actors, it keeps us interested in our jobs and it keeps us coming back to work, every day. A new setting is amazing 'cause it's new for the team and it's new for our characters. — Aldis Hodge

No matter if the enemy has thousands of men, there is fulfillment in simply standing them off and being determined to cut them all down, starting from one end. — Tsunetomo Yamamoto

But why was the room suddenly becoming so dark? It was the middle of the afternoon. With a supreme effort Giuseppe Corte, who felt himself paralyzed with a strange lethargy, looked at the clock on the nightstand beside the bed. It was 3:30. He turned his head in the other direction and saw that the shutters, in obedience to some mysterious command, were closing slowly, blocking the passage of light. — Dino Buzzati