Solco Heal Quotes & Sayings

Brokerage firms don't sell customers stock so much as they sell those horrible mutual funds — Michael Steinhardt

I think the more the listener can contribute to the song, the better; the more they become part of the song, and they fill in the blanks. Rather than tell them everything, you save your details for things that exist. Like what color the ashtray is. How far away the doorway was. So when you're talking about intangible things like emotions, the listener can fill in the blanks and you just draw the foundation. — John Prine

Going after the QB is like playing king of the mountain. When you get the QB, you're on top of the mountain. — Joe Greene

Beware of lawyers and consultants and people who do not take risks and who do not get their hands dirty. — Felix Rohatyn

I don't believe in politics; I don't understand any of it. — Maira Kalman

Charles Schwab: Be friends with everybody. When you have friends you will know there is somebody who will stand by you. You know the old saying, that if you have a single enemy you will find him everywhere. It doesn't pay to make enemies. Lead the life that will make you kind and friendly to everyone about you, and you will be surprised what a happy life you will live. — John C. Maxwell

Original sin was not the apple that Eve ate, it was her belief that Adam needed to share precisely the thing she had tasted.Eve was afraid to follow her path without someone to help her and so she wanted to share what she was feeling. — Paulo Coelho

A political theory seeks to find from history the limits of the politically possible. — Francis Parker Yockey

He leaned in. I felt his breath against my neck, then the press of his mouth against my skin just above the collar, almost a sigh.
"Don't," I said. I drew back, but he held me tighter. His hand went to the nape of my neck, long fingers twining in my hair, easing my head back. I closed my eyes.
"Let me," he murmured against my throat. His heel hooked around my leg, bringing me closer. I felt the heat of his tongue, the flex of hard muscle beneath bare skin as he guided my hands around his waist. "It isn't real," he said. "Let me."
I felt that rush of hunger, the steady, longing beat of desire that neither of us wanted, but that gripped us anyway. We were alone in the world, unique. We were bound together and always would be.
And it didn't matter.
I couldn't forget what he'd done, and I wouldn't forgive what he was: a murderer. A monster. A man who had tortured my friends and slaughtered the people I'd tried to protect. I shoved away from him. "It's real enough. — Leigh Bardugo

At eighteen Katharine had decided there was dignity in loneliness. In time the ideas had become synonymous in her mind, believing in the distance created between people, one could never be foolish.
"You can always come back," Siobhan said, "if the dark starts to frighten you."
But Katharine knew that wasn't true. — Deborah Valentine

Happiness is the inner poetry of women, just as fine clothes are the mask of beauty — Honore De Balzac

She lived in fear of ifonic endings. (91) — Anne Lamott