Tiffee Louisiana Quotes & Sayings

Evil, unchecked, is the prelude to genocide. - Anonymous — Joel C. Rosenberg

They strip-searched me!" he burst out. "Me! Old enough to be their grandfather and they made me stand naked in the road, my things all unpacked in the mud! — Julia Golding

Fischer was a master of clarity and a king of artful positioning. His opponents would see where he was going but were powerless to stop him — Bruce Pandolfini

There is fuel in every bit of vegetable matter that can be fermented. There's enough alcohol in one year's yield of an acre of potatoes to drive the machinery necessary to cultivate the fields for a hundred years. — Henry Ford

When Pearl Harbor was bombed, young Japanese-Americans, like all young Americans, rushed to their draft board to volunteer to fight for our country. That act of patriotism was answered with a slap in the face. We were denied service and categorized as enemy non-alien. — George Takei

I guess once you start parting with all the things you think hold your life together, it's hard to stop - and then you find out your life holds together all by itself. — Neal Shusterman

When in doubt, do without. — Samuel Ben Hofni

On my fourteenth birthday when the sakura was in full bloom, the men came to kill us. — Zoe Marriott

Then, like a born and bred asshole, he added to the sheriff, He writes murder mysteries. — Josh Lanyon

I am never sure that anything's good enough. Something that is good today will not be good tomorrow. — Azzedine Alaia

He starts a slow smile that melts my bones. — Susan Ee

It is said that in science the greatest changes come about when some researcher says "Hmmm. That's odd." The same can be said for relationships: "That's not my shade of lipstick . . ." - warfare: "That's an odd dust cloud . . ." Etc. — John Ringo

Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Whatever you're scared of doing, Do it. — Neil Gaiman

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though late, a sure reward succeeds. — William Congreve

THE DAY

The day was a year at first
When children played in the garden;

The day shrank down to a month
When the boys played ball;

The day was a week thereafter
When young men walked in the garden;

the day was itself a day
when love grew tall

the day shrank down to an hour
when old man limped in the garden

The day will last forever
When it is nothing at all. — Theodore Spencer