Yukos Affair Quotes & Sayings

I might be into writing ... I'd like to try it someday. I always come up with some good ideas. — Kevin Dillon

Love is the question; Love is the answer. — Daniel Johnston

It was difficult to understand him. On the one hand he pandered even to the most unimportant things while on the other he was excessive and unfeeling. He might show the most fatherly concern for a female secretary who had stabbed her toe but be utterly ice-cold when issuing orders which set thousands to their deaths. — Heinz Linge

Innocence is impossible when people have never had the choice of becoming corrupt by dominating others. — Sheila Rowbotham

As for the company, I did all I could from the very outset of this affair to remove Yukos and its employees from danger. — Mikhail Khodorkovsky

To achieve the impossible, you need to first develop the mindset that it's probable. Please don't allow the current limits of your life define your future reality. You deserve so much better. And the world deserves your best. — Robin Sharma

Mary Oliver: "...Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" ("The Summer Day", New and Selected Poems, 1992) — Bonnie Zieman

One passion leads to another. It's passion that makes the wheels of life turn, passion for work, passion for pleasure, passion for passion. — Chloe Thurlow

Because," she said, "that is what men would call it. They invented Satan, didn't they? Satanic is merely the name they give to the behavior of those who would disrupt the orderly way in which men want to live. — Anne Rice

Everyone grew silent. It was sunset now, with orange fire burning in the western sky, and shadows falling across all of us. — Richelle Mead

HE: I THOUGHT OF CALLING YOU ... SO MANY TIMES.
SHE: I THOUGHT YOU WILL CALL ... AT LEAST ONE TIME. — Upasana Banerjee

I mean, the wonderful thing about writing a book is that you're getting a finished product at the end of the day. You're communicating directly with the reader. — Gary Ross

And again she felt alone in the presence of her old antagonist, life. — Virginia Woolf