Wulfenstein Quotes & Sayings

The most confident person in any transaction ALWAYS introduces themselves first. — Ronald Reagan

The first word gives origin to the second, the first and second to the third, and the third to the fourth, and so on. You cannot begin with the second word ... — N. Scott Momaday

It's easy to get four days a week of training in and I don't spend more than 55-60 minutes in the gym. — Warren Cuccurullo

I would rather earn 1% off a 100 people's efforts than 100% of my own efforts. — John D. Rockefeller

In every high school, there is a clique. — Janel Parrish

It's evening, one of those gray water-color washes, like liquid dust. — Margaret Atwood

We are lucky to live in an age in which we are still making discoveries. — Richard Feynman

Living from the Creator Orientation is actually more challenging. In the Victim Orientation, I didn't have to exercise conscious choice; I just reacted to my circumstances. — David Emerald Womeldorff

Finally, when they asked him to speak, he found her gray eyes.
His voice was husky and raspy, but his words were clear. "Livia. You love me."
Beckett let her go as she climbed back onto Blake's bed. Blake moved slowly, but he seemed determined and winced only a little as he reached for her shoulders and pulled Livia against his chest. She wanted to say something, but her sobs took those words from her.
His raspy voice moved her hair with his precious, perfect words. "You're here. With me."
Livia grabbed a fistful of his hospital gown. The strength that had sustained her dissolved into gratitude. To see his light, his face, everything that was Blake again brought relief like she'd never known. He rubbed her back as her body shook with sobs. — Debra Anastasia

When it came to gunfire Jumper didn't have any more sense than a red ant in a hot skillet. — Fred Gipson

If any form of government is capable of making a nation happy, ours I think bids fair now for producing that effect. But after all much depends upon the people who are governed. — Benjamin Franklin

We wouldn't be artists, writers, painters, musicians, if we weren't sensitive. — Wayne Coyne