Popular Medocrity Quotes

#1. By faithfulness we are collected and wound up into unity within ourselves, whereas we had been scattered abroad in multiplicity.

Saint Augustine

#2. No, I'm not mistaken. I know you don't love me. But I'm going to fight for your love. There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end. You are worth it.

Paulo Coelho

#3. Why, lies are like a sticky juice overspreading the world, a living, growing flypaper to catch and gum the wings of every human soul ... And the little helpless buzzings of honest, liberal, kindly people, aren't they like the thin little noise flies make when they're caught?

John Dos Passos

#4. The famous balance of nature is the most extraordinary of all cybernetic systems. Left to itself, it is always self-regulated.

Joseph Wood Krutch

#5. I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I'm a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn't matter.

Larissa Ione

#6. To be popular one must be a mediocrity.

Oscar Wilde

#7. The interstate highway system was built to get people from point A to point B as fast as possible. And they knocked down mountains and filled valleys and made everything nice and big and flat, and they bypassed every town.

John Lasseter

#8. Steven Hawking is a brilliant physicist and when it comes to theology I can say he's a brilliant physicist.

Guy Consolmagno

#9. How did Terrible Teddy's face get like that?"
"Me."
"You hit him?"
"He touched you, you said it hurt. I found him and beat the shit out of him."
Oh ... my ... God.

Kristen Ashley

#10. Don't judge the picture by the frame, every man is not the same

Elton John

#11. What if food really was love and world peace could be a reality?

Jonathan Kellerman

#12. Throughout his career, Jobs liked to see himself as an enlightened rebel pitted against evil empires, a Jedi warrior or Buddhist samurai fighting the forces of darkness. IBM was his perfect foil. He cleverly cast the upcoming battle not as a mere business competition,

Walter Isaacson

#13. The Paddock was one of those medium-sized houses with a goodish bit of very tidy garden and a carefully rolled gravel drive curving past a shrubbery that looked as if it had just come back from the dry cleaner - the sort of house you take one look at and say to yourself, Somebody's aunt lives there.

P.G. Wodehouse