C.v Quotes

#1. If they need my C.V., they don't know my work.

Grigori Perelman

#2. How many times have I turned away? How may voices have I chosen to ignore, my own not least of all? How far into darkness, into shadow, must one crawl not to see? And how can the blind walk out? - C.V. Dreesman, The Marksmith

C.V. Dreesman

#3. We live in the age of mass loquacity.We are all writing it or at any rate talking it: the memoir, the apologia, the c.v., the cri de coeur.

Martin Amis

#4. When you look at the light bulb above you, you remember Thomas Alva Edison. When the telephone bell rings, you remember Alexander Graham Bell. Marie Curie was the first woman to win the Nobel Prize. When you see the blue sky, you think of Sir C.V. Raman.

A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

#5. What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.

V.C. Andrews

#6. You used to do that. If you hid your face, you thought we couldn't see you just because you couldn't see us.

V.C. Andrews

#7. We will not open healed wounds!"
"My wounds are not healed!" I stated just as firmly. "They will never be healed until justice is done!

V.C. Andrews

#8. A long time ago I'd given up on religion, thinking it wasn't for me when so many were bigoted, narrow-minded, and cruel.

V.C. Andrews

#9. What had Sylvia done?

V.C. Andrews

#10. Beauty thinks it needs no talent and can feed on itself, so it soon dies.

V.C. Andrews

#11. I felt sorry for her, and I felt betrayed by my own compassion.

V.C. Andrews

#12. I don't explain love, Bart. I don't think anyone can. It grows from day to day from having contact with that other person who understands your needs, and you understand theirs. It starts with a faltering flutter that touches your heart and makes you vulnerable to everything beautiful.

V.C. Andrews

#13. seems young people don't want to make compromises or sacrifices too easily. They don't naturally go out of their way. It's the 'please me now' generation.

V.C. Andrews

#14. Getting older means learning how to leave with doubt and how to get home again.

V.C. Andrews

#15. Why did I think back then, that happiness was always just ahead in the future, when I would be an adult, able to make my own decisions, go my own way, be my own person? Why had it seemed that being a child was never enough?

V.C. Andrews

#16. I brushed it until it shone and looked somewhat like it used to look,
only far thinner, and less glorious.

V.C. Andrews

#17. Historical research of the truly scholastic kind is not connected with human beings at all. It is a pure study, like higher mathematics.

C.V. Wedgwood

#18. And there is something in the young that rebels when life is made too strict, making us want to do most of all the very things denied to us.

V.C. Andrews

#19. Men wanted certainties, not more causes for doubt, and since the discoveries of science perplexed them with strange theories about the earth on which they walked and the bodies they inhabited, they turned with all the more zeal to the firm assurances of religion. Never

C. V. Wedgewood

#20. Few dignitaries made speeches that Myra said were so full of soap that if we looked closely, we'd see bubbles coming out of their mouths.

V.C. Andrews

#21. When we consider the fact that nearly three-quarters of the surface of the globe is covered by oceanic water, we begin to realise that the molecular scattering of light in liquids may possess an astronomical significance, in fact contribute in an important degree to the observed albedo of the earth.

C. V. Raman

#22. We gotta appreciate Grandpa while he's still with us, an not save our caring for his funeral day.

V.C. Andrews

#23. Fantasies die slow, quiet deaths. They're like cherry blossoms breaking away and sailing down slowly, still holding onto their color and their softness and beauty, but ending up on the ground to be blown out by cold winds.

V.C. Andrews

#24. Why' is the only question that bothers people enough to have an entire letter of the alphabet named after it.
The alphabet does not go 'A B C D What? When? How?' but it does go 'V W X Why? Z.

Douglas Adams

#25. You know what I miss the most about my youth? My gullibility. It's nice believing in everything and everyone. It makes you feel secure, but be strong and depend more on yourself and you'll be ready for disappointments. That's the best advice I can offer you.

V.C. Andrews

#26. We are perfect children. Mentally, physically, emotionally, we are wholesome, and godly in every way possible. We have as much right to live, love, and enjoy life as any other children on this earth.

V.C. Andrews

#27. We were again, as we'd been before, small fledgling birds sitting on a clothesline waiting for a strong gust of wind to blow us asunder.

V.C. Andrews

#28. Let's just say when she's seventy, she'll be a leading candidate for the Olivia Foxworth award.

V.C. Andrews

#29. A life full of laughter is a life well lived.

V.C. Birlidis

#30. It's better not to make a promise than to make one you can't keep.

V.C. Andrews

#31. Chris was in the rocker, fully clothed, and was strumming idly on
Cory's guitar. "Dance, ballerina, dance," he softly chanted, and his
singing voice wasn't bad at all. Maybe we could work as musicians
a
trio -if Carrie ever recovered enough to want a voice again.

V.C. Andrews

#32. Fool! Never wait on a man! Let him wait on himself!

V.C. Andrews

#33. Books were enough to send him off on a high tangent, knowing he had a way to escape to other worlds.

V.C. Andrews

#34. Death can be a good friend to those in extreme pain. I wondered how he held on so long ...

V.C. Andrews

#35. If you knew what I was, Ash, you would not like me either.

C.V. Hunt

#36. Every word I put down, I put down with tears, with bitter blood, with sour gall, well mixed and blended with shame and guilt.

V.C. Andrews

#37. I watched the jealousy between them grow, and felt it was none of my fault
only Momma's! As everything wrong in my life was her fault.

V.C. Andrews

#38. I thought it was foolish mumbo jumbo when I was alive - then I woke up dead.

C.V. Hunt

#39. Maybe that was what millions could do
nail a satisfied smirk to one's face.

V.C. Andrews

#40. Worry and trouble weighed heavily on the hands of her clock, rushing time along.

V.C. Andrews

#41. Angel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.

V.C. Andrews

#42. What was there about the human condition that made us hold on to tragedy with such tenacity and easily forgo the happiness we could reach readily?

V.C. Andrews

#43. Most of our teachers, knowing we had an extra day off, usually piled on the homework to make up for it.

V.C. Andrews

#44. For when I
waltzed with Chris, I'd made him someone else.

V.C. Andrews

#45. I was the last of the four Dresden dolls. Only me... and I didn't want to be here.

V.C. Andrews

#46. He won't listen to the music, and I can't turn it off.

V.C. Andrews

#47. The whole edifice of modern physics is built up on the fundamental hypothesis of the atomic or molecular constitution of matter.

C. V. Raman

#48. Still, we were young, and hope has strong roots in
the young, right down to their toes,

V.C. Andrews

#49. Now they were inclined to only creep instead of fly, and smile instead of laugh.

V.C. Andrews

#50. PLUNDER, v. To take the property of another without observing the decent and customary reticences of theft. To wrest the wealth of A from B and leave C lamenting a vanishing opportunity.

Ambrose Bierce

#51. I love you," was his reply. "I make myself keep on loving you, despite what you do. I've got to love you. We all have to love you, and believe in
you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us, Momma, and really see us.

V.C. Andrews

#52. We came together like long separated lovers who might never have the chance to kiss and hug again.

V.C. Andrews

#53. Then the wind came in with Bart and blew the vase of roses from the table. I stood and stared down at the crystal pieces and the petals scattered about. Why was the wind always trying to tell me something? Something I didn't want to hear!

V.C. Andrews

#54. Look at you, standing there in your iron- gray dress, feeling pious
and self- righteous while you starve small children!

V.C. Andrews

#55. THE COLONIES OF AMERICA C L O U D . M E D I T E C H . D E S C O N . E V E R G R E E N A FREE STATE IS A CORPORATE STATE Abruptly

Marie Lu

#56. Eyes never learn how to lie

V.C. Andrews

#57. Good writing is almost the concomitant of good history. Literature and history were joined long since by the powers which shaped the human brain; we cannot put them asunder.

C.V. Wedgwood

#58. The nationalist regrets the change; an ill-founded belief in the merits of purity blinds him to the virtues of the foreign and the hybrid.

C.V. Wedgwood

#59. It's not good to be alone when you feel bereft. It's better to be with people and share your grief, and not keep it locked up inside.
She said this dry-eyed, with not a tear, but somewhere deep inside her she was crying, screaming.

V.C. Andrews

#60. How wonderful to be understood, and never have to explain.

V.C. Andrews

#61. We don't anticipate accidents, nor do we expect to die young.

V.C. Andrews

#62. I don't know if it's for the better, but I do know people aren't static. We all change from day to day.

V.C. Andrews

#63. I don't think she's ever coming back.

V.C. Andrews

#64. At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.

V.C. Andrews

#65. Johnny and Marissa, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage. Then comes an abrupt, tragic miscarriage. Then comes blame, then comes despair. Two hearts damaged beyond repair... Johnny leaves Marissa, and takes the tree. D-I-V-O-R-C-E.

Kris Wilson

#66. Children are very wise
intuitively; they know who loves them most, and who only pretends.

V.C. Andrews

#67. I realize we lose our innocence in many ways, the most painful being when we realize those who are supposed to love us and care for us more than anything, really care for themselves and their own pleasures more. It's painful because it makes you realize how alone you really are.

V.C. Andrews

#68. International politics, by and large, are a depressing study.

C.V. Wedgwood

#69. I am not at all the kind who can forget the tarnish on the reverse side of the brightest coin.

V.C. Andrews

#70. There is no hate such as that born out of love betrayed- and my brain screamed out for revenge.

V.C. Andrews

#71. Only I had dry eyes, a dry heart.

V.C. Andrews

#72. At least when you were silent, you didn't make any new enemies.

V.C. Andrews

#73. The Bible said, as Chris quoted one memorable day, there was a time for
everything. I figured my time for happiness was just ahead, waiting
for me.

V.C. Andrews

#74. That's when I decided once and for all that we were doomed. It was that or I would die right there and then.

C.V. Hunt

#75. There was a war going on in our house. A silent war that sounded no guns, and the bodies that fell were only wishes that died and the bullets were only words and the blood that spilled was always called pride.

V.C. Andrews

#76. Love doesn't spurt up like an instant bonfire, consuming all reason, it flickers and falters, and sometimes almost goes out. The fact that it doesn't go out, despite all the rain that fall on it
that's love.

V.C. Andrews

#77. Love, how often that word came up in books over and over again. If you had wealth and health, and beauty and talent ... you had nothing if you didn't have love. Love changed all that was ordinary into something giddy, powerful, drunken, enchanted.

V.C. Andrews

#78. Everyone is an actor. In the end, everyone wants applause.

V.C. Andrews

#79. It should be the historian's business not to belittle but to illuminate the greatness of man's spirit.

C.V. Wedgwood

#80. For the company of the great is good company as Shakespeare understood it, as Plutarch understood it. The past remains the source from which example and precept can still be drawn.

C.V. Wedgwood

#81. And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you haven't gone unloved, or unadmired, yourself.

V.C. Andrews

#82. children were like plants - they had to have sunshine if they were to grow.

V.C. Andrews

#83. Architecture is a hazardous mixture of omnipotence and impotence. It is by definition a c h a o t i c a d v e n t u r e ... In other words, the utopian enterprise.

Rem Koolhaas

#84. A diamond is just a rock. A really expensive rock.

C.V. Hunt

#85. In the history of science, we often find that the study of some natural phenomenon has been the starting point in the development of a new branch of knowledge.

C. V. Raman

#86. Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon

V.C. Andrews

#87. We had been separated by time and distance and events so long, it was as if we had to get to know each other again, but if it was possible to fall in love with the same person twice, I did.

V.C. Andrews

#88. I had a gift too; not the bright and shining coin that was Christopher's. It was my way to turn over all that glittered and look for the tarnish.

V.C. Andrews

#89. me to see the contents. Was she giving me a gift, like she gave Bart anything he wanted? He was the

V.C. Andrews

#90. all you can do is he there and suffer.

V.C. Andrews

#91. We have more to learn today from the spectacle of a great man at a great moment than from any number of monographs on ancient wage levels.

C.V. Wedgwood

#92. Tragedy had sent me headlong into reality. All the things I had seen before now looked different, even nature.

V.C. Andrews

#93. Only someone who had cried a great deal understands why someone else wants to stop the tears.

V.C. Andrews

#94. He was less than the dirt beneath those princess shoes. He'd always known it and still ... his c*ck turned to steel thinking of the smile she sent him. She was a torturer in a tiara.

V. Theia

#95. My thoughts took frantic flight, wanting to escape this prison, and seek out the wind so it could fan my hair and sting my skin, and make me feel alive again.

V.C. Andrews

#96. The high temperatures and the coughing had left them with a wise look, a sometimes sly look of the old, the tired, the ones who just lay and didn't care if the sun came up, or if it went down, and stayed down. They scared me; their haunted faces took me into dreams of death.

V.C. Andrews

#97. Yes, I am a prisoner of sorts, but my prison isn't the house. It's my own thoughts that lock me up!

V.C. Andrews

#98. My own varying estimates of the facts themselves, as the years passed, showed me too clearly how much of history must always rest in the eye of the beholder; our deductions are so often different it is impossible they should always be right.

C.V. Wedgwood

#99. Unless i'm reading an assignment or doing a paper or taking a test, i'm thinking about you.

V.C. Andrews

#100. ...there has to be darkness if there is to be light.

V.C. Andrews