Wholey Seafood Quotes & Sayings

From the Son of Heaven down to the mass of the people, all must consider the cultivation of the person the root of everything besides. — Confucius

I realize that the wish to write in a new language derives from a kind of desperation. — Jhumpa Lahiri

I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. — Brian Eno

I grew up with an older brother who was always stronger and faster and better than me at everything, but I was close enough in age to try and compete, so we had a competitive childhood. — Anthony Browne

The small words hurt the most. — Kris Harte

You must avoid sloth, that wicked siren. — Horace

The key to fixing the problem is to understand just what needs fixing or improving. — Mark Rewhorn

I've done flowers and kicked myself. Flowers are so lame. — Steve Zahn

Anyone who believes the competitive spirit in America is dead has never been in a supermarket when the cashier opens another check-out line. — Ann Landers

With people you see in them what you already know. — John Le Carre

When they remain in garrison, soldiers are maintained with fear and punishment; when they are then led to war, with hope and reward. — Niccolo Machiavelli

It occurred to Rosie that she couldn't hide either, even though the truth had been hidden from her. Now she was out from the shadows, out in the open for the first time in her life, standing in the harsh light. — Denny Taylor

I think that all things are spirit and are derived from spirit. When you look at life from that perspective, it takes on a whole new meaning. — James Van Praagh

Acceptable rules of conduct were suspended when it came to the spoon shortage. The deficit had gotten so bad that prices were all but unaffordable, and dynastic spoon succession had become a matter of considerable interest. Spoons were even postcode engraved and carried on one's person to eliminate theft, and good table manners, one of the eight pillars upon which the Collective was built, had been relaxed to allow tea to be stirred - shockingly - with the handle of a fork. — Jasper Fforde