Vescio Manufacturing Quotes & Sayings

That's the real endeavor: to try to create that direct conduit from the pure consciousness of your creative voice to the person who's a craftsman who can go into the world and consistently deliver new things worth paying attention to. — Billy Corgan

No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land. — Annie Dillard

Our goal is to not just be a photo-sharing app, but to be the way you share your life when you're on the go. — Kevin Systrom

Some things you do-or you're about to do-you can just be like, 'Hey, don't do that because it means trouble.' So I've got to back off. — Metta World Peace

I tried to go to sleep with my headphones still on, but then after a while my mom and dad came in, and my mom grabbed Bluie from the shelf and hugged him to her stomach, and my dad sat down in my desk chair, and without crying he said, 'You are not a grenade, not to us. Thinking about you dying makes us sad, Hazel, but you are not a grenade. You are amazing. You can't know, sweetie, because you've never had a baby become a brilliant young reader with a side interest in horrible television shows, but the joy you bring us is so much greater than the sadness we feel about your illness.'
'Okay,' I said.
'Really,' my dad said. 'I wouldn't bullshit you about this. If you were more trouble than you're worth, we'd just toss you out on the streets.'
'We're not sentimental people,' Mom added, deadpan. 'We'd leave you at an orphanage with a note pinned to your pajamas. — John Green

There's a lot of fear-mongering about "losing control" of your brand online, when, in fact, you've got control over as much as you always have: how you present your business and how you act. — Jay Baer

Lunches are just not good. They take the heart out of the day and the spaciousness from the morning's work. — May Sarton

I do it live on tape with a band. It's not like I'm doing electronic music with a laptop. — Lykke Li

Everybody dies.
Some die still waiting for inspiration. — Christina Escamilla

Day and night she had drudged and struggled and thrown her soul into her work, and there was not much of her left over for anything else. Being human, she suffered from this lack and did what she could to make up for it. If she passed the evening bent over a table in the library and later declared that she had spent that time playing cards, it was as though she had managed to do both those things. Through the lies, she lived vicariously. The lies doubled the little of her existence that was left over from work and augmented the little rag end of her personal life. — Carson McCullers

Babi (alt. spelling Baba) is a bloodthirsty Baboon God. — Patrick Auerbach