Snits Bar Quotes & Sayings

As we read the school reports on our children, we realize a sense of relief that can rise to delight that thank Heaven nobody is reporting in this fashion on us. — J.B. Priestley

There's a huge number of things that are occurring with the ice works which fascinate me enormously, but it's driven by this kind of frantic race against time. And whilst that creates a huge amount of tension and problems, it's a tension that I think I feed off. — Andy Goldsworthy

In the 1970's and in early 1980's, a startling discovery was made that almost every problem contains an element of solutions. — Insoo Kim Berg

You know who helped me a lot? Jane Fonda. She said, Look at how many times I've been up and I've been down. So don't worry about anything. — Melanie Griffith

I paint - I tend more to abstraction - but not as much as I would like to because of time. I would love to do sculpture - I've toyed with the idea of fitting in a sculpture course. — Lily Cole

The most accomplished literary work would be reduced to nothing by carping criticism, if the author would listen to all critics and allow every one to erase the passage which pleases him the least. — Jean De La Bruyere

I'm excited to win a pole at Atlanta, one of the tracks you look forward to qualifying at every single year, and really happy to beat Ryan Newman, who is hard to beat here. — Kasey Kahne

But when the fox hath once got in his nose, He'll soon find means to make the body follow. — William Shakespeare

I don't believe that human beings are necessarily monogamous. — K.d. Lang

Just because someone is different doesn't mean they aren't worthy of others' respect. — Kathryn Perez

I've never worried about being typecast - I've only ever worried about being not cast! — Craig Fairbrass

Poireaux vinaigrette aux grains de caviar."
I did a quick translation. "Leeks and fish eggs in vinegar?"
He grinned. "It sounds better in French."
Yeah, but did it taste better? — Karen Chance

This life of ours ... human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up
no more flower. — Anton Chekhov