Wisd Quotes & Sayings

We still get those kind of cats coming out to our shows. Once you're into it, you're into it for a lifetime. — Dimebag Darrell

I know it sounds funny, but every time I have a disaster in the kitchen, it knocks my confidence level a little bit more, and I feel annoyed with myself that I can't do better. — Lesley Nicol

Unfaithfulness of team members is a difficult test that may bring disappointment to a leader. — Sunday Adelaja

Practicing security means continually turning towards the best version of yourself. — Eve Rickert

But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget. — Tim O'Brien

Good readers make much out of little. — Irving Howe

There is truth and knowledge beyond understanding. — Bryant McGill

I wash my hair once a week. You can do that. I swear. My sister-in-law and all of my friends were like, 'I can't do that. It sounds gross.' Once you train your hair, it will do whatever you want it to do. And on day seven when it's too oily, you just put it in a ponytail. — Joyce Giraud

You're a stranger. A kind of scary-looking stranger, if I'm being honest, no offence. So leading you right to where I live would be dumb, right?"
He almost smiled, and wow, when Jack McCabe almost smiled, it really was something to behold. I wasn't sure I could handle a full one. "I'm good scary, Lille. The kind that frightens off bad scary. — L. H. Cosway

You can blame Al Gore and you can blame Ralph Nader and you can blame George Bush, but I blame Bill [Clinton]. I just do. I just think he squandered his presidency the night that woman delivered that pizza to him, and if he hadn't, we wouldn't be where we are and there would be a lot of people who are alive today who aren't. — Nora Ephron

You have your personal life and you have work life; when it's combined, it's difficult. — Lauren Conrad

Be bold, speak from your heart. — Nikki Rowe

The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm
The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night
Was like the conscious being of the book.
The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The words were spoken as if there was no book,
Except that the reader leaned above the page,
Wanted to lean, wanted much to be
The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
The house was quiet because it had to be.
The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:
The access of perfection to the page.
And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,
In which there is no other meaning, itself
Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself
Is the reader leaning late and reading there. — Wallace Stevens

He was charming and funny and a bit scary, which was always a draw in my book. — Ilona Andrews

An all time favorite: The large print giveth, the small print taketh away. — Tom Waits

There's only one question that matters, Ms. Lane, and it's the one you never get around to asking. People are capable of varying degrees of truth. The majority spend their entire lives fabricating an elaborate skein of lies, immersing themselves in the faith of bad faith, doing whatever it takes to feel safe. The person who truly lives has precious few moments of safety, learns to thrive in any kind of storm. It's the truth you can stare down stone-cold that makes you what you are. Weak or strong. Live or die. Prove yourself. How much truth can you take, Ms. Lane? — Karen Marie Moning