Virgara Construction Quotes & Sayings

Careers are funny things. They begin mysteriously and, just as mysteriously, they can end. — Edward Albee

In the modernist era the division between art and the world was close to absolute, or put another way, art was a world of its own. — Karl Ove Knausgard

She is the best-dressed woman in the county, and the best looking," said Mrs. Bates, "and that's all there is to her. — Gene Stratton-Porter

I reserve the right to love many different people at once, and to change my prince often. — Anais Nin

Crushes are wonderful-they make you feel like you're two years old, and you say the stupidest things. — Sandra Bullock

In all honesty, my favorite place to write is an anonymous, cheap hotel in a city or town where nobody knows me, the wireless service is spotty, and the adjoining gas station has coffee, beer and junk food. — Dean Bakopoulos

We've all heard these statistics that teachers at times go into their pockets in the tune of several hundred dollars a year to pay for school supplies and materials. It's not normal. — Kimora Lee Simmons

I am going to hold serve the majority of the time. It is nice to have a little time to return serve. — Pete Sampras

We know You love us. We love You, too. I mean, six, seven thousand years from now ... won't make no difference, will it? Everybody gonna be so mixed up by then that far in the future that they all gonna be the same color by then, ain't they? — Larry Brown

Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill. Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes - gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs, undistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another's umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if the day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest. — Charles Dickens

Hey, you wanna drop back a few paces? Did you forget how spying works? You're supposed to at least aim for unobtrusive. The others pretty much have it down, but you're about as inconspicuous as a drag queen at a Girl Scout meeting. — Rachel Vincent