Heerman Quotes

#1. The laws can't be enforced against the man who is the laws' master.

Benvenuto Cellini

#2. Be raped quietly, you mean.

Robert A. Heinlein

#3. There's always a gap between "what I have now" and "what I would like." And that gap is all of your excuses. All it takes to close the gap is to be creative and work your way through the excuses. I repeat: this is all it takes.

James Altucher

#4. Two new workers are being added to the population for every one job that is created.

Bob Beauprez

#5. Repudiates vehemently as soon as he gets a grip on himself

Anonymous

#6. In another universe I probably came out OK, ended up with mad novias and jobs and a sea of love in which to swim, but in this world I had a brother who was dying of cancer and a long dark patch of life like a mile of black ice waiting for me up ahead.

Junot Diaz

#7. With my own memoirs, they are truthful, and I write everything fully expecting to some day end up televised on Court TV, and I'm fully prepared to be challenged legally on it.

Augusten Burroughs

#8. Stand up for who you are. Respect your Self and ignite the divine sparks in you. Access your powers. Choose your rights and work together with others to bring blessings into the lives.

Amit Ray

#9. I am often asked if I am not lonely on my solitary excursions. It seems so self-evident that one cannot be lonesome where everything is wild and beautiful and busy and steeped with God that the question is hard to answer.

John Muir

#10. It's hard to salvage jettisoned cargo and, if it is retrieved, it's usually irreparably damaged. And I fear that when you can afford to fish up the honor and virtue and kindness you've thrown overboard, you'll find they have suffered a sea change and not, I fear, into something rich and strange.

Margaret Mitchell

#11. Whenever other worlds invite us, whenever we are balancing on the boundaries of our limited human condition, that's where life starts, that's where you start feeling yourself living.

Philippe Petit

#12. Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk.

Marge Piercy