Wombwell Diesels Quotes & Sayings

It was suicide. Others killed themselves with poison or with a revolver. I killed myself with minutes and hours. — Henri Barbusse

. . . I could't get lost in the story, not the way you need to be, to become somebody else. — Kami Garcia & Margaret Stohl

Children with special needs inspire a special love. — Sarah Palin

You're going to have 100s of millions of users on Chrome, spanning mobile, tablets, and desktops. That is one unfragmented base. That uniformity is probably better than most of the issues across browsers. — Sundar Pichai

My brain is so anxiety-prone, like a pinball machine. If I don't get up in the morning and focus my thinking, my breathing, and my being for about 12 minutes, I'm just a screwball all day long. — Rainn Wilson

I readily admit it is easy to make of horses what we will. Silent, in some ways reserved, they allow us to train them, and to project our ideas upon them; to ride and drive them, and to make them symbolic, perhaps to a greater degree than any other species. — Jane Smiley

I get tired of wearing the same thing all the time too. — Tori Amos

He said, Just as there exists in writing a literal truth and a poetic truth, there also exists in a human being a literal anatomy and a poetic anatomy. One, you can see; one, you cannot. One is made of bones and teeth and flesh; the other is made of energy and memory and faith. But both are equally true. — Elizabeth Gilbert

When documents were analog, they were protected by government laws against unreasonable search and seizure. When they live in the cloud ... the ground is shifting. — John Battelle

You never know what you can do until you have to do it. — Betty Ford

I, for one, would think both about how far we have come as a country and how much further we need to go to erase racism and discrimination from our society. — Charles B. Rangel

An unhappy ending makes it literature rather than romantic fiction. — Victoria Clayton

He stole my breathe away the moment we first spoke. He's my air. -Sadie White — Abbi Glines

Only my books anoint me,
and a few friends,
those who reach into my veins. — Anne Sexton

We had a good marriage," he said. "I just thought it would be so much longer." Then he shrugged, and coughed away a sob, this thin man in his sixties with the soft androgynous face that aging seemed to bring, as though all the hormones were finally mixed up in a big coed pot because it just didn't matter anymore. — Meg Wolitzer