Ursitti Obituary Quotes & Sayings

They've never written a love story for me since I've been on the show and I think there's just more weight to it when two people love each other. — Crystal Chappell

Can't play it safe when nowhere safe anymore — Marlon James

On the video monitor, they saw Ted Fielding slap the polished sphere and shout, "Open! Open Sesame! Open up, you son of a bitch!"
The sphere did not respond. — Michael Crichton

What I'm trying to describe is that it's impossible to get out of your skin into somebody else's ... That somebody else's tragedy is not the same as your own. — Diane Arbus

I was brought up among the sort of self-important women who had a husband as one has an alibi. — Anita Brookner

Moral decay first hampers and then strangles honest government, regular commerce, and even the ability to take genuine pleasure in the goods of this world. Compulsion is applied from above as self-discipline relaxes below, and the last liberties expire under the weight of a unitary state ... Since religion has lost its empire over the souls of men, the most prominent boundary that divided good from evil is overthrown; kings and nations are guided by chance and none can say where are the natural limits of despotism and the bound of license. — Russell Kirk

Love does not envy, does not boast, does not delight in evil but rejoice in truth. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Divine Spirit has a way of doing exactly what is right for everyone concerned at the moment. — Harold Klemp

I'm going to put corn and hot sauce on your wiener, and then I'll hit you in the face with it. Hit you in the face with your corny wiener. — Tara Sivec

Even though people spend more of their waking hours at work than anywhere else, people underestimate how work influences their overall wellbeing and daily experience. — Tom Rath

Yes, this is what I thought adulthood would be, a kind of long indian summer, a state of tranquility, of calm incuriousness, with nothing left of the barely bearable raw immediacy of childhood, all the things solved that had puzzled me when I was small, all mysteries settled, all questions answered, and the moments dripping away, unnoticed almost, drip by golden drip, toward the final, almost unnoticed, quietus. — John Banville