Tatsch Well Service Quotes & Sayings

An enormous gleaming grand piano stood in the center, its legs decently masked. — Anne Perry

I want to mark you, and I want to own you. I want to fucking live inside you. — Annabel Joseph

It has always seemed to me a pity that the young people of our generation should grow up with such scant knowledge of Greek and Latin literature, its wealth and variety, its freshness and its imperishable quality. — James Loeb

And if the world refused to square with his version of reality then it was necessarily an uncaring world, a sour and sickening world, a penal colony, and he was doomed to be violently lonely in it.
He bowed his head at the thought of how much strength a man would need to survive an entire life so lonely. — Jonathan Franzen

Only God can mend a broken heart. — Kevin Walker

When a person wants nothing, it's evil to tempt them with something. — Marty Rubin

If the composition's imperfect, why would so many pianists try to master it?'
'Good question. I have no great explanation for it, but one thing I can say. Works have a certain imperfection to them have an appeal for that very reason. There's something in it that draws you in, more than more fully realized novels. ou discover something about that work that tugs at your heart- or maybe we should say the work discovers you.
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#canbetakenasacommentaryonthisnoveloverall — Haruki Murakami

I always felt like an outsider growing up. In school, I felt like I never fit in. But it didn't help when my mother, instead of buying me glue for school projects, would tell me to just use rice. — Margaret Cho

Rikiu was watching his son Shoan as he swept and
watered the garden path. "Not clean enough," said Rikiu, when Shoan had finished his task, and bade him try again. After a weary hour the son turned to Rikiu: "Father, there is nothing more to be done. The steps have been washed for the third time, the stone lanterns and the trees are well sprinkled with water, moss and lichens are shining with a fresh verdure; not a twig, not a leaf have I left on the ground."
"Young fool," chided the tea-master, "that is not the way a garden path should be swept." Saying this, Rikiu stepped into the garden, shook a tree and scattered over the garden gold and crimson leaves, scraps of the brocade of autumn! — Kakuzo Okakura

I had great representatives looking out for my best interests and safety. They just happened to be my parents. — Eric Lindros