Shtulman Quotes & Sayings

We were on welfare when we were kids. Thanks for reminding me of that. — Louie Anderson

Oh! it offends me to the soul to hear a robust periwig-pated fellow, tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings. — William Shakespeare

Ungrace causes cracks to fissure open between mother and daughter, father and son, brother and sister, between scientists, and prisoners, and tribes, and races. Left alone, cracks widen, and for the resulting chasms of ungrace there is only one remedy: the frail rope-bridge of forgiveness. — Philip Yancey

I want to give the people a lot more, and be able to perform more than just my one single and all my old songs ... — Juelz Santana

Dear, lovely game of cricket that can stir us so profoundly, that can lift up our hearts and break them. — Neville Cardus

Nor deem the irrevocable Past
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
If, rising on its wrecks, at last
To something nobler we attain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I'd say that Berkshire Hathaway's system is adapting to the nature of the investment problem as it really is. We've really made the money out of high quality businesses. In some cases, we bought the whole business. And in some cases, we just bought a big block of stock. But when you analyze what happened, the big money's been made in the high quality businesses. And most of the other people who've made a lot of money have done so in high quality businesses. — Charlie Munger

He smiled mysteriously. Adults are so good at smiling mysteriously. Do they go to college for that? — Sherman Alexie

Children are like a book which we should write in and which we should read. — Peter Rosegger

I realized that was what was happening in my work already. I think that's where, as artists, we begin to master our craft: when we're able to step back and understand things. — Kalup Linzy

The thing about drugs and sex is that you lose all your inhibitions. I've had sex in trains, planes, wine bars ... and quite a few car parks! — Robbie Williams

In his eyes are the reflections of the beating I didn't know how to stop, and even though my heart remembers, the rest of me would like to forget. — Lauren Nicolle Taylor