Siomara Magoulas Quotes & Sayings

I don't call myself an 'industrial designer,' because I'm other things. Industrial designers want to make novel things. Novelty is a concept of commerce, not an aesthetic concept. — Eva Zeisel

I started LearnVest with a tiny savings account where I paid designers, technologists, and even bartered ... Because I started with paying for things myself with my own savings, it sharpened my focus of how to spend money. — Alexa Von Tobel

I started wearing glasses last season but they're only for basketball games and dirty movies. — Rick Majerus

Money was new and unpredictable and liked to go where it pleased. Some — Colson Whitehead

What if I hadn't worked so hard? What if ... I had actually used ... my position to be a role model for balance? Had I done so intentionally, who's to say that, besides having more time with my family, I wouldn't also have been even more focused at work? More creative? More productive? It took inoperable late stage brain cancer to get me to examine things from this angle. - Eugene O'Kelly, former CEO, KPMG — Brigid Schulte

Your hope is the most beautiful and the saddest in the world. — Naomi Benaron

You're insane," I told him, and stood up to dress.
He hugged me from behind, pressing hard against me, rubbing his smooth chest along my back. He spoke into my ear, "Insane for you, my love. — R.K. Lilley

Was it two or one dead face? Would you notice that at last? We are together and alone, until the firm and angry blast. — J.M.K. Walkow

Was this what he wanted? Some sort of domesticated bliss? Yes. He decided. He wasted it all. The whole gift wrapped Christmas Catalog Family Package. — Michele De Winton

Oh, September! It is so soon for you to lose your friends to good work and strange loves and high ambitions. The sadness of that is too grown-up for you. Like whiskey and voting, it is a dangerous and heady business, as heavy as years. If I could keep your little tribe together forever, I would. I do so want to be generous. But some stories sprout bright vines that tendril off beyond our sight, carrying the folk we love best with them, and if I knew how to accept that with grace, I would share the secret. — Catherynne M Valente