Restatement Of Contracts Quotes

#1. You don't need a wishbone, you need a backbone.

Caroline Myss

#2. Giving is living. If you stop wanting to give, there's nothing more to live for.

Audrey Hepburn

#3. A trap closed around my heart, and in that moment, I was helpless. Whether she loved me for my money or myself, whether she loved me at all, whether her heart was even available for the winning ... none of it mattered. I was smitten to the core.

Julianne Donaldson

#4. Going where no man has gone before is more difficult than it sounds. Our cousins and ancestors were no less curious than we are, and were perhaps bolder. This world is their tomb.
You should look under the bed.

N.D. Wilson

#5. There is no real freedom for the man who is in so much of a hurry that he is annoyed by the human race and by the hot glaring afternoon sun.

William, Saroyan

#6. I'm an outside chance at Roland Garros but my focus is really on Wimbledon where it is realistically between me and Roger Federer to win.

Lleyton Hewitt

#7. I love to deal with doctrines and events. The contests of men about men I greatly dislike.

James A. Garfield

#8. Think it's so unfair when people think that you're not a "real artist" unless you're getting paid for it ... I personally know so many poets that work a 9 to 5 in a cubicle and come home and write poetry. Their poetry is just as powerful and moving as anything that I've ever written, if not more.

Sarah Kay

#9. One should not seek happiness, but rather happy people.

Coco Chanel

#10. People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that's not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more.

Jodi Picoult

#11. The strength of my country lies in the huts of the poor; in the villages; in the youth, mothers and sisters; in the farmers ... I believe in your strength and hence I believe in the future of our country.

Narendra Modi

#12. You, my creator, abhor me; what hope can I gather from your fellow-creatures, who owe me nothing?

Mary Shelley