Yeners Way Quotes & Sayings

When 'Being Rushed' is the problem ... Rushing is never the solution. — Bill Crawford

No task is too small to not chase perfection and excellence! — Carlo Jose San Juan

It's a cruel world, don't you think? — Cornelia Funke

I placed some of the DNA on the ends of my fingers and rubbed them together. The stuff was sticky. It began to dissolve on my skin. 'It's melting
like cotton candy.'
'Sure. That's the sugar in the DNA,' Smith said.
'Would it taste sweet?'
'No. DNA is an acid, and it's got salts in it. Actually, I've never tasted it.'
Later, I got some dried calf DNA. I placed a bit of the fluff on my tongue. It melted into a gluey ooze that stuck to the roof of my mouth in a blob. The blob felt slippery on my tongue, and the taste of pure DNA appeared. It had a soft taste, unsweet, rather bland, with a touch of acid and a hint of salt. Perhaps like the earth's primordial sea. It faded away.
Page 67, in Richard Preston's biographical essay on Craig Venter, "The Genome Warrior" (originally published in The New Yorker in 2000). — Timothy Ferris

THE
HARDEST
STEP
WE ALL
MUST TAKE
IS TO BLINDLY
TRUST IN
WHO WE ARE.

- ATTICUS — Atticus Poetry

Obama said he went to Libya because of his conscience. Did anyone ever wrestle with his conscience and lose? — Mort Sahl

Why was Will able to buy this cherished object, this marker of some long-past connection between two people, in an antiques store? At some point there had to be an ending, a death or a breakup, and it got tossed in a box to be given away or sold. — Dana Spiotta

Black people lived right by the railroad tracks, and the train would shake their houses at night. I would hear it as a boy, and I thought: I'm gonna make a song that sounds like that. — Little Richard

If you didn't like the weather, you didn't rush into the storm--you waited until it changed. You found a way to keep from getting wet. (p182) — Leigh Bardugo

Christ before me, Christ behind me,Christ in me ... — Saint Patrick

She still looked furious, but now she also looked a little intimidated. Not intimidated enough, but a little. — Marissa Meyer

Why, though? I knew it didn't make sense. I did love her in my own way. Very much. She was beautiful and fun and caring, but I was bored, so bored. I had to think of other girls to get a hard-on. I didn't want to start the long arduous road to her orgasm, let alone mine. Afraid to touch her in case it was mistaken for an application for sex. So in order to feel something through the numbness, I decided to perpetrate on my soul and hers the equivalent of quenching cigarettes on my paralyzed limbs. My hope was that if I registered pain, it would be welcomed as a sign of life. — Anonymous

Trifles, trifles are what matter! — Fyodor Dostoevsky

Brenda descended the great staircase step by step through alternations of dusk and rainbow. — Evelyn Waugh