Whoville Hair Quotes

#1. The ego's blocking the light from coming.

Sandra Cisneros

#2. So let's take the good times as they go and I'll meet you further on up the road ...

Bruce Springsteen

#3. If I weren't earning $3 million a year to dunk a basketball, most people on the street would run in the other direction if they saw me coming.

Charles Barkley

#4. I interviewed survivors, I went to Poland, saw the cities and spent time with the people and spoke to the Jews who had come back to Poland after the war and talked about why they had come back.

Steven Spielberg

#5. In the past the great majority of minority voters, in Ohio and other places that means African American voters, cast a large percentage of their votes during the early voting process.

John Lewis

#6. We give you this story. It is for the audience to be moved and gut wrenched, not us. It isn't as if we don't go through those real feeling and it isn't as if I don't cry three or four times a night. I usually do.

Linda Lavin

#7. People have been asking me for a couple of years when I am going to retire, and I think that now is the right time.

Tim Henman

#8. Nobody can be at the same time a correct bureaucrat and an innovator

Ludwig Von Mises

#9. It was one of the best goals I've seen this millenium.

Tony Gubba

#10. When blame inevitably arises, the most senior people in the room should repeat this mantra: if a mistake happens, shame on us for making it so easy to make that mistake.

Eric Ries

#11. They knew that it was not their faith that validated Christ's resurrection, as many of today's modern theologians teach and preach, but that it was his physical resurrection that validated their faith.

Alvin J. Schmidt

#12. I think the way I play the guitar is very percussive. I play a lot of rhythm chops as though I were playing congas or something.

Tommy Bolin

#13. you only get one mother, and no matter what the relationship between you, you'll miss her when she's gone. You never really get over it, actually.' Her

Jean Grainger

#14. My voice cut into the silence. The words hung there, searing themselves on the little room long after the sound had died away.

Jojo Moyes