Tallarino Engineering Quotes & Sayings

Surely it was time someone invented a new plot, or that the author came out from the bushes. — Virginia Woolf

Manly P. Hall states in his book The Mystical Christ: "Mysticism has been called the path of pain, not because its way is one of suffering, but because most are brought to recognition of realities by temporal or physical misfortunes. In the human experience, suffering nearly always resolves itself into a question. This uncertainty inspires a larger effort to discover the rules governing human activity. — Terry McBride

Books can move people, inspire people, change people's lives, and even impact whole societies. They are certainly worth spending an afternoon with. — Jan Surasky

In days gone by, I stole a loaf of bread in order to live; to-day, in order to live, I will not steal a name. — Victor Hugo

I remember the whole thing with the word ambition. I was messed up for a while because I associated it with certain people who just want to be famous. I think, for a while, it was kind of a dirty word for women. — Winona Ryder

I really wanted to be on Six Feet Under as a corpse. That would be hysterical. — Michael Stipe

That was probably the most important fight of my career ... he was this crazy guy, who acted like most adults that I knew as a kid, and I knew right away by him being so crazy and wild and quick tempered, I was gonna get under his skin and aggravate the heck out of him. And that's exactly what I did. — Roy Jones Jr.

An actor puts himself in the hands of a director. And the director's first responsibility, obviously, is to tell the story, but the smallest thing that's not true reads on the screen. So if a director sees that an actor is not believable, he needs to help him become believable. — Tobin Bell

Modern surgery has been like a miracle to those who thought the pain was going to go on forever. — Maeve Binchy

But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror. Over Descartian vortices you hover. And perhaps, at mid-day, in the fairest weather, with one half-throttled shriek you drop through the transparent air into the summer sea, no more to rise forever. — Herman Melville

In my previous life, I learned something. I remember seeing it painted on the faces of the kids in the hospital. It is this: All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need. One undeniable fear.
To be known.
You can stamp it out. Kill it. Box it up and hem it in. Numb it and close the door. Bury it and nail it shut. Encase it in stone. But eventually, the needs of the heart will tear the door off the hinges, unearth it, and crack the stone. No prison ever built could house it. Those of us who think we can are lying to ourselves. And those next to us.
Hope never dies. — Charles Martin