Tis Ci Hran Quotes & Sayings

The wind through the open windows had broomed out all the fetid feeling of absence and nothingness. — Zora Neale Hurston

My son was diagnosed with autism. He's OK, he makes eye contact, but he doesn't talk. He needs eight hours a day of very intensive school, and you wouldn't even believe me if I told you how much it costs. — Steve Earle

He was smiling that smile I truly loved. — Heather Fraser Brainerd

Tall peaks are not always better than long plateaus as true greatness must include protracted excellence. — Matthew Hayden

He who treats his friends and enemies alike, has neither love nor justice. — Robert Green Ingersoll

Anyone who's seen me before knows that when it's fight time, I don't have much to say. — Laila Ali

Every one, though born of God in an instant, yet undoubtedly grows by slow degrees. — John Wesley

Life isn't fair. It doesn't make sense. This unfairness is felt by everyone, from the Las Vegas tunnel dweller all the way to the executive in the high-rise. To some, these "unfair" experiences become a chastening ball and chain attached for the remainder of life. — John-Talmage Mathis

Rather than believe that Watson and Crick made the DNA structure, I would rather stress that the structure made Watson and Crick. — Francis Crick

I didn't know a single person who had ever been there. I wasn't even sure how to spell Chechnya. — Anthony Marra

We want these assets to be productive. We buy them. We own them. To say we care only about the short term is wrong. What I care about is seeing these assets in the best hands — Carl Icahn

One day, many years after the siege was lifted and the war was over, two nutritionists met by chance. They introduced themselves. One, Alexei Bezzubov, had worked at Leningrad's Vitamin Institute, seeking out new sources of protein for the hungry. The other, as it turned out, was Ernst Ziegelmeyer, deputy quartermaster of Hitler's army, the man who'd been assigned to calculate how quickly Leningrad would fall without food deliveries. Now these two men met in peace: the one who had tried to starve a city, and the other who had tried to feed it. Ziegelmeyer pressed Bezzubov incredulously: "However did you hold out? How could you? It's quite impossible! I wrote a deposition that it was physically impossible to live on such a ration." Bezzubov could not provide a scientific, purely nutritive answer. There was none. Instead, he "talked of faith in victory, of the spiritual reserves of Leningraders, which had not been accounted for in the German professor's — M T Anderson