Simoes Dog Quotes & Sayings

The New Englander landed on a stony, barren tract, and a large share of his strength during two centuries has gone to force a living out of it. Hence he has come to regard economy - a necessary unpleasant quality at best - as the chief of virtues. He has cultivated habits which verge on closeness in dealing with food, and with the expression of feeling, and even - his enemies think - with feeling itself. — Rebecca Harding Davis

I was worried for a while that it was some sort of reflection of me that all I seemed to be getting were these characters that were a tad bit loony. But I love it. Those are the most fun characters to play! — Torrey DeVitto

I love life enough to prefer to live it awake. — Andre Gide

Certainty is not to be had. But as we learn this we become not more moral but more resigned. We become nihilists. — Allen Wheelis

You do have an effect on the universe. If you think positive thoughts, if you are happy and progressive, then that energy affects everyone on the whole planet, in subtle ways, perhaps, but it does. — Frederick Lenz

I've tried to recognize my wife's individuality, her personality, her desires, her background, her ambitions. — Gordon B. Hinckley

The ubiquity of full-card simulcasting has made the specialist's lot in life much easier. — Steven Crist

It was a sight surpassing all precedent, and one we never dreamed of seeing. — Howard Carter

I'm not saying we're going to win. I am saying rebellion becomes a way to protect your own dignity. Corporations are, theologically speaking, institutions of death. They commodify everything - the natural world, human beings - that they exploit until exhaustion or collapse. They know no limits. — Chris Hedges

Cooties, doesn't show possibility shows impossibility. — Deyth Banger

The biographer's real business - if it is not too arrogant to say so - is simply this: to bring the dead to life. — Iris Origo

The trouble with denial is that when the truth comes, you aren't ready. — Nina LaCour

Bee, why are you staring at me? I am not a flower?? — Jack Kerouac