Thalhimer Commercial Real Estate Quotes & Sayings

I feel like fame is wasted on me. — Ben Affleck

The Britisher is the top dog and the Indian the underdog in his own country. — Mahatma Gandhi

I listen to blues music a lot and that's a good person feeling bad and celebrating that pain by releasing it in that kind of joyous fashion. — Henry Rollins

He says this episode will be about grief. About helping other people to mourn. He says that my family's involvement could really help other people in similar situations. All those viewers who thought they lost a family member to a famous serial killer, then are told 36 years later that DNA from the crime scene matches both that of a retired nurse and a man who was four years old at the time and grew up to murder his mother, I think.
With less graciousness than I'd hoped to display, I ask if there's a reason why stories about the bizarre, violent deaths of young, good-looking, middle- to upper-class white girls help people mourn better than other stories. — Maggie Nelson

The keynote of minority prejudice is this: They are loathed because they are feared. — Richard Matheson

There's good news and good news. Which do you want first?" "The good news, I guess." She sounded uncertain, which was a lot better than sounding scared. "There's plenty we can do to hide this." "What's the other good news?" Harper asked. "That I want to do it."

- Trent & Harper — Scarlett Cole

My only sanction is the love and affection in which you hold me. But it has its weaknesses, as it has its strengths. — Mahatma Gandhi

It is my pen, too. With it, I write my story, again and again, in the walls. So I don't forget. So it becomes real. — Lauren Oliver

You are to be pitied more than I, perhaps. I soar above all your innumerable miseries, partaking of the nature of the angels; for, as you have said, my place is not in your narrow sphere. You have the earth, I have boundless space. Enchained here below by the thousand bonds of your gross, material senses, your spirits cannot plunge into that limpid Ocean of the infinite, where, lost for a day upon your arid shores, my soul drinks deep. — Herculine Barbin