Famous Quotes & Sayings

Arabian Proverb

Throw a lucky man into the sea, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth.

John Armstrong

Virtue, the strength and beauty of the soul, Is the best gift of Heaven: a happiness That even above the smiles and frowns of fate Exalts great Nature's favourites: a wealth That ne'er encumbers, nor can be transferr'd.

Jodi Picoult

Does fate ever play by the rules?

Jodi Picoult

Whether or not belive in Fate comes down to one thing: who you blame when something goes wrong. Do you think it's your fault - that if you'd tried better, worked harder, it wouldn't have happened? Or do you just chalk it up to circumstance? I know poeple who'll hear about the people who died, and will say that it was God's will. I know people who'll say it was bad luck. And then there's my personal favorite: They were just in the wrong place at hte wrong time. Then again, you could say the same thing about me, couldn't you?

John Greenleaf Whittier

The laws of changeless justice bind oppressor and oppressed; and, close as sin and suffering joined we march to fate abreast.

John Greenleaf Whittier

The Fates are just: they give us but our own; Nemesis ripens what our hands have sown.

John Green

Did I help you toward a fate you didn't want, Alaska, or did I just assist in your willful self-destruction?

P. G. Wodehouse

I'm not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare who says that it's always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.

P. G. Wodehouse

Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.

Jimmy Ruff

Printing on newsprint is a lot different than printing at a photo lab. Newsprint absorbs a lot of ink, and each color is on a different plate and roller. So, if just one color plate is out of line, it can throw the whole photo out of register.

Mike May

We have a real opportunity in Colorado to take a great step in Colorado. You should not have to have your health be damaged in order to have a job in the state of Colorado.

Alexander Calder

I love red so much, I almost want to paint everything red.

Amber Riley

So I want to let women of all sizes out there know, you can do whatever you put your mind to. It doesn't matter what size you are, what color you are, you can do whatever, whatever, whatever you put your mind to!

Ben Sheets

I felt that I've thrown as well as I ever did over the last two months, except for the Colorado debacle.

Vincent Van Gogh

I know for sure that I have an instinct for color, and that it will come to me more and more, that painting is in the very marrow of my bones.

Virginia Woolf

I will go down with my colors flying.

Walker Evans

Many photographers are apt to confuse color with noise, and to congratulate themselves when they have almost blown you down with screeching hues alone-a bebop of electric blues, furious reds, and poison greens.

Samuel Larsen

I love the color pink. It makes a bold statement.

Amy Lee

I've gotten to where my hair is like my onstage prop; I need to hide behind it and throw it around - it's my slo-mo effect.

T. S. Eliot

Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair-

Ray Romano

I still got my hair, I'm not fat.

Megan Fox

I played with Barbies but I used to decapitate them. I used to take their heads off then dye their hair and do weird things.

Meat Loaf

I'm an actor. I started as an actor. I started on Broadway doing 'Hair' and Shakespeare in the Park.

Maureen Johnson

Oh, the ongoing love affair between hair and mouths. Hair always goes for the mouth. The mouth opens, and hair says, "I'm going in! I'm going in!" like a manic cave diver.

Matthew Macfadyen

The actor in me would always like to be more dashing, or slimmer, or have nicer hair.

Maya Angelou

The most important thing I can tell you about aging is this: If you really feel that you want to have an off-the-shoulder blouse and some big beads and thong sandals and a dirndl skirt and a magnolia in your hair, do it. Even if you're wrinkled.

Meg Cabot

Not like this vision before us, who was shaking water out of his slightly overlong reddish-brown hair as he leaned over to lay down his board (revealing, as he did so, the fact that beneath his baggy swim trunks—so weighted down with water that they had sunk somewhat dangerously low on his hips—lurked what appeared to be an exceptionally well-formed gluteus maximus)