Saving Silverman Coach Quotes

#1. Things of a day! what are we and what not? A dream of a shaddow is man; yet when some god-given splendor falls, a glory of light comes over him and his life is sweet

(Pindar)

Gilbert Murray

#2. You can imagine in China it's like: 'Ching chong hugong, ching chong kong, Danny Devito. Ching chong chong chong chong. The View. Ching chong!

Rosie O'Donnell

#3. In your haste you walk far too fast. And in doing so you often leave your soul behind.

Anonymous

#4. A woman without hobbies is dangerously self-negligent.

Shannon Hale

#5. Forty minutes later, my hatred for field hockey was in full bloom, courtesy of Nikki. Whoever thought it was a good idea to combine Tag with wooden golf clubs and a rodent-size ball should be beaten senseless.

K.R. Conway

#6. Some wounds cut us so deep that they stop us. Stop us from letting go, from growing up, from seeing the truth.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#7. I hope we may not be overwhelmed one day by peoples not too proud or too lazy or too soft to bend to the earth and pick up the things we eat. These

John Steinbeck

#8. There is no friend as loyal as a book.

Ernest Hemingway,

#9. How can you wonder your travels do you no good, when you carry yourself around with you? You are saddled with the very thing that drove you away.

Seneca.

#10. Please disregard the previous disregard message. Sender undoubtedly has its CPU stuck up its posterior access port.

Nicky Drayden

#11. It's not enough for Christians merely to recognize that the world isn't what it ought to be and that people are suffering in ways they shouldn't have to suffer." Instead, our "sorrow and indignation" should prompt us to act in ways that "subvert" that brokenness.

Ed Stetzer

#12. Before the beginning of brilliance, there must be great chaos. Before a brilliant person begins something great, they must look foolish in the crowd.

Fuxi

#13. The human animal varies from class to class, culture to culture. In one way we are consistent: We are irrational.

Rita Mae Brown

#14. This is very creative, said Mrs. Fretag, and she began to read my essay. The words sounded good to me. Everybody was listening. My words filled the room, from blackboard to blackboard, they hit the ceiling and bounced off, they covered Mrs. Fretag's shoes and piled up on the floor.

Charles Bukowski

#15. I'd like to scale back the television. I'm constantly told that I'm over-exposed, and I don't want to end up like Carol Vorderman.

Jack Whitehall