Pti Woody Quotes

#1. Noble hearts are neither jealous nor afraid because jealousy spells doubt and fear spells pettiness.

Honore De Balzac

#2. I am truly miserable - more so than I like to acknowledge to myself. Pride refuses to aid me. It has brought me into the scrape, and will not help me out of it.

Anne Bronte

#3. Develop a respect and reverence for the principle of variation: the idea that the message ain't in the mean, the mode or the median - it's in the differences that occur throughout a population.

Tom Peters

#4. Writers are the people who are most awkward with words. Their whole life revolves around one right word.

Saket Suryesh

#5. One man with conviction will overwhelm a hundred who have only opinions.

Winston Churchill

#6. When I'm developing a recipe with brown butter - I know how much butter I want in the end and I so I start with more butter than I'll need.

Dorie Greenspan

#7. On the contrary, all the world would point to that nation as violating a treaty, by going to war with a country with whom they had engaged to enter into arbitration.

Richard Cobden

#8. A thief running away like mad from a ferocious watch-dog may be a splendid example of Zen.

Reginald Horace Blyth

#9. I decided as usual that justice lay in the middle - that is to say nowhere.

Antonia Fraser

#10. Any goal without salvation as its ultimate end is as pointless as trying to live forever on this earth.

Tarek Saab

#11. If a tree falls in the woods, and nobody is around to hear it, and it hits a mime, does anyone care?

Gary Larson

#12. During World War II, the pilot losses were staggering. In some bombing raids, as many as 80% of the planes that left did not return.

Simon Sinek

#13. Pointed firs coming out against the pink sky- and that white orchard and the old Snow Queen. Isn't the breath of the mint delicious? And that tea rose- why, it's a song and a hope and a prayer all in one.

L.M. Montgomery

#14. By the sacred earth on which I kneel, by the shades that wander near me, by the deep and eternal grief that I feel, I swear; and by thee, O Night, and the spirits that preside over thee, to pursue the demon who caused this misery, until he or I shall perish in mortal conflict.

Mary Shelley