Lissette Martinez Quotes

#1. Give her a ride.

Nora Roberts

#2. Good design, at least part of the time, includes the criterion of being direct in relation to the problem at hand - not obscure, trendy, or stylish. A new language, visual or verbal, must be couched in a language that is already understood.

Ivan Chermayeff

#3. The moral is significant: when System 2 is otherwise engaged, we will believe almost anything. System 1 is gullible and biased to believe, System 2 is in charge of doubting and unbelieving, but System 2 is sometimes busy, and often lazy. Indeed,

Daniel Kahneman

#4. There couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. They'd be dead in two weeks.

William S. Burroughs

#5. What is Tantric Zen? Well, I don't think I can give you a straight answer, since I don't happen to be a very straight Zen master.

Frederick Lenz

#6. When there are things that don't go according to plan, London will cope.

Jeremy Hunt

#7. Do not think that saintliness comes from occupation; it depends rather on what one is. The kind of work we do does not make us holy, but we may make it holy.

Meister Eckhart

#8. I made a Christmas album a couple of years ago and just put it out on my Web site. It kind of smacked of this flavor. All of the reviews said it was Western swing even when it was Christmas standards.

Suzy Bogguss

#9. An artistic perspective will jab at you from a different angle; its logic comes like a pitcher with a curveball.

Criss Jami

#10. Perfection, rather, is the ability to incorporate imperfection! There's no other way to live: You either incorporate imperfection, or you fall into denial. That's how the Spirit moves in or out of our lives. - from Breathing Under Water: Spirituality and the 12 Steps

Richard Rohr

#11. There are several ways to wear a hat or a cap. A man may express himself in the pitch or tilt of a hat, but not with a helmet. It won't go on any other way. It sits level on the head, low over eyes and ears, low on the back of the neck. With your helmet on you are a mushroom in a bed of mushrooms.

John Steinbeck