Vanhusten Palveluasuminen Quotes & Sayings

What the hell is this stuff?" he muttered, frowning at the oily spot on the linen cloth. "Pearlman slathered it on me this morning."
"It's macassar oil. Gentlemen use it to keep their hair neat. Nicholas used it," she added pointedly.
"Well, tomorrow he's giving it up. I smell like a rotten apple."
"You do not. And I think it looks rather nice."
He sent her an incredulous look. "I look like an otter. And everything I put my head against gets greasy."
"That's why someone invented the antimacassar," she told him, almost smiling.
"The-aha!" He laughed as he made the connection. "Of course. First they invent something stupid, then something ugly to make up for it. We live in a wondrous age, Annie. — Patricia Gaffney

I'm always in awe of people who are artists in their fields - people who understand that simply by taking ideas and translating them into reality, they've created value in the world. — Kevin Systrom

I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy.
I'm tired of driving till I see stars in my eyes. — Lana Del Rey

Russia demanded Armenian territories, very cleverly using long-standing, bitter fights between Armenians and Turks. — Ernst Kaltenbrunner

She said, 'It's real, isn't it?'
Lilian answered after a pause, with a bowed head, in a murmur. 'Yes, it's real. It's the only real thing. — Sarah Waters

Someone said that once a family producers a writer, that's the end of the family. — Zoe Kazan

Music has always assuaged my lacerations, brightened my hours, added glow to my little joys and given wings to my fantasy flights. — Balroop Singh

I'm an Adidas guy who walks around in sports gear all the time because there's always a ball right next to me somewhere. I do a lot of sports but I do enjoy wearing a lot of suits. I have quite a few suits that I really enjoy wearing but, unlike Hannibal, I like wearing them only at special occasions. — Mads Mikkelsen

Nothing in our lives is a mere insignificant detail to God. — Oswald Chambers

A ripple of amusement passed through the gathering. Cass held out his hand and Roxanna held her breath. Would he even charm a mute child? Pensive, Abby studied him before extending her own small hand. He took it, and the music began again, but not before he'd stood her little feet atop his polished boots. Around and around he danced with her, holding on to her hands, her feet firmly planted atop his own. — Laura Frantz

I fancy our chances at the European Championships. — Frank Lampard