Workisnotajob Quotes & Sayings

A few scattered accounts, collected and combined together, may lead us to two certain conclusions: 1. That all the American Indians are one kind of people; 2. That they are the same as the people in the northeast of Asia. — Ezra Stiles

In so many areas of life, I'm a spaz and incompetent. — Dave Matthews

Love at first sight? Let me just put on my glasses. — Ljupka Cvetanova

Mandy because that was the most meaningful relationship. — Wilmer Valderrama

But really, all we want, and I speak for the entire human race here, is contact. Someone to let us know that we aren't alone. That the world isn't a dream and you and I really are happening at the same time, even if it's not in the same place. That this is real. You're really there. I'm really here. We're real. This is real. — Pleasefindthis

If someone was to tally the number of human hours wasted in business by people trying to accomplish objectives without being given the authority to do so, we would all be appalled. — Laurie Beth Jones

I think the things we want most in life, the things we think will set us free, are not the thing we need. — Donald Miller

Never drink with Dornishmen when the moon is full. — George R R Martin

all you have to do is very simple. Stop rushing, slow down and enjoy life. — Karthik Mudaliar

There speaks the man of truly noble ways, Who will not listen to the words of praise. In modesty averse, and with deaf ears, He acts as though the others were his peers. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

The most deadly picture is a picture of nothing at all. The colors are there, but there is no image, nothing. — William S. Burroughs

The law is simple. Every experience is repeated or suffered till you experience it properly and fully the first time. — Ben Okri

One thing which I can't stress enough is thaft OCD is completely nonsensical and will not listen to reason. This is one of the most frightening things about having it. I knew that t
o anyone I told, there are Salvador Dali paintings that make more sense. — Joe Wells

While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day. — John Dryden