Woz Iwae Quotes & Sayings

And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal — Oscar Wilde

I like my leaders smart and serious. I don't need a stand-up comic. — Kristin Gore

I sort of hate the novel when it doesn't push, restlessly, against the tradition and the traditional. — Rick Moody

It's a cold world when no one will touch you. — Julie Berry

The woods were made for the hunters of dreams,
The brooks for the fishers of song;
To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game
The streams and the woods belong. — Sam Walter Foss

What do you think it takes to reinvent yourself as an all-new person, a person who makes sense, who belongs? Do you change your clothes, your hair, your face? Go on, then. Do it. Pierce your ears, trim your bangs, buy a new purse. They will still see past that, see you, the girl who is still too scared, still too smart for her own good, still a beat behind, still, always, wrong. Change all you want; you can't change that. — Leila Sales

To find why this sheep's wool was red; and the prize was awarded to a learned man of the North, who demonstrated by A plus B minus C divided by Z, that the sheep must be red, and die of the rot. — Voltaire

But if I am a criminal, am I, then, an addict? Am I, then, a failure? — E. Lockhart

I don't think it's because of my eyes, my beautiful eyes.
(on Henry staying at Arsenal for the money) — Arsene Wenger

But then again, you know, the pimp in TAXI DRIVER has this reason, given the environment he was living in. — Harvey Keitel

People at Facebook are fairly used to the press being nice to us or not nice to us. — Mark Zuckerberg

We in Ireland have not been immune from the bigotry and the indifference which manifested itself in Europe this century — John Bruton

She stands on top of the hill again. A small round piece of gold in her hands: the compass. A disk of brighter gold on the horizon: the sun rising. She opens the compass and looks at the arrow. Tears on her face, wind in her hair. She wears a green dress. Her skirt brushes the grass when she bends down to put the compass on the ground. When she stands up again her hands are empty. Xander waits behind her. He holds out his hand. "He's gone," he tells her. "I'm here." His voice sounds sad. Hopeful. No, I start to say, but Xander tells the truth. I'm not there, not really. I'm only a shadow watching in the sky. They're real. I'm not anymore. — Ally Condie

The child who is uprooted begins to recognize that what he builds within himself is what will endure, what will withstand shattering experiences. — Anais Nin

I spent the period reading the first novel assigned for English. And wow. If I hadn't realized I was in France yet, I do now. Because Like Water for Chocolate has sex in it. LOTS of sex. — Stephanie Perkins