Siegrist Streaks Quotes

#1. A click: the sound of a switchblade opening, empty, lonely and dark.

Neil Gaiman

#2. but then I realize he's drenched, soaked in blood: blood

Lauren Oliver

#3. we tend to put people into three buckets: people that we are sure we like, people we don't know if we like, and people we don't like.

Patrick King

#4. All war propaganda consists, in the last resort, in subsituting diabolical abstractions for human beings. Similarly,those who defend war have invented a pleasant sounding vocabulary of abstractions in which to describe the process of mass murder.

Aldous Huxley

#5. Success nullifies. You then have to do it again, preferably differently

Karl Lagerfeld

#6. I do a chimichurri sauce with garlic, parsley, olive oil, and red and black pepper. You just mince the garlic and the parsley and mix it all together. Brush a little of that on a steak and it kicks it up, like, 10 notches.

Julie Gonzalo

#7. Though with their high wrongs I am struck to th' quick,
Yet with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury
Do I take part.

William Shakespeare

#8. I decided to become a surgeon named Bernie who writes books and gives seminars to teach people what he has learned and is still learning about how to deal with life's difficulties.

Bernie Siegel

#9. This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Senior Junior, giant dwarf ... Cupid.

William Shakespeare

#10. Not surprisingly, work-life moaners tend to be a phenomenon of below-average performers.

Jack Welch

#11. Why, Criminy Stain," I said. "You're a romantic."
"Oh, no," he said with a grin. "I'm fiendish and unscrupulous, a vicious killer and a thief and a bloodthirsty monster. And maybe a little romantic. But don't tell anyone, or my reputation's shot.

Delilah S. Dawson

#12. Some Aspergirls are happy alone and start to wonder if there's something wrong with them when society puts pressure on and asks "Aren't you lonely?" It's nobody's business what you do, and if you are happy being alone, you are not flawed, you are lucky.

Rudy Simone

#13. There are days when I swear I could fly like an eagle
And dark desperate hours that nobody sees
My arms stretched triumphant on top of the mountain
My head in my hands down on my knees

Stevie Nicks