Famous Quotes & Sayings

Dave Calloway

A lot of the teams we've seen this year have seemed to have that inside-outside punch.

Mike Morse

They seemed a little surprised when I said that, but I didn't think anything of it.

Joe Macri

For an 8-9 game, I don't know, it seemed more like an 8-1 game.

Mike Lentz

It was quick, but it seemed like forever.

David Carradine

Quentin is very organic; there was no way that he was going to put someone else's hand in there and anyway, my hands are kind of famous. It seemed right.

Todd Blackadder

Ulster seemed to get their tries effortlessly whereas we had to work for ours.

Tony Dungy

After the first one, it wasn't too bad, ... It took a long time to get that first one. After three weeks, it seemed like every week was 10 or 12 days.

Bill Rowe

The situation seemed like it was just right.

Frank Robinson

Seemed like just yesterday we were having fun.

Charles Spurgeon

I am but of yesterday, and know nothing.

David Icke

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut, that held its ground.

Denis Waitley

If you concentrate on the present, you eliminate what happened yesterday and any apprehension of what may happen tomorrow.

Deborah Harkness

Are you smelling me?” After yesterday I suspected that my body was giving him all kinds of information I didn't want him to have. “Don't tempt me,” he murmured.

Bill O'Reilly

When I die, I don't want my demise to be used as a political rally, and that's what happened yesterday.

Chang-Rae Lee

In this difficult era the most valuable commodity is the unfailing turn of the hours and how they retrieve for us the known harbor of yesterday.

Bob Saget

I was going to do a big radio show, and I said to my driver, 'Radio can wait, take me to the Full House house.' It literally was a drive-by. I photobombed the Full House house yesterday. I took like 20 pictures because I thought I didn't look good in any of these - you can't see the house! You gotta really show that that's the house!

Edgar Lee Masters

The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?

Barbara Tuchman

bureaucracy, safely repeating today what it did yesterday, rolls on as ineluctably as some vast computer, which, once penetrated by error, duplicates it forever.