Mary Roach Quotes
I don't fear death so much as I fear its prologues: loneliness, decrepitude, pain, debilitation, depression, senility. After a few years of those, I imagine death presents like a holiday at the beach.
Mary Roach
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If you're a large corporation, you can afford to pay the money to register patents, but if you're an individual like me, you can't.
Larry Wall
One can not impede scientific progress.
Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
The thought that all experience will be lost at the moment of my death makes me feel pain and fear... What a waste, decades spent building up experience, only to throw it all away... We remedy this sadness by working. For example, by writing, painting, or building cities.
Umberto Eco
Charlie Finley has soured my stomach for baseball.
Vida Blue
I became fascinated with the concept of speak no, see no, hear no evil. And - and the actual depiction of three wise monkeys. And I began collecting it over the years. And I kind of figured that I might be the - the fourth monkey, the feel no evil monkey.
Mackenzie Phillips
Very often there's this misapprehension about actors being people that need to display themselves, to reveal themselves in public.
Daniel Day-Lewis
My advice for writers is to get a good day job. It takes the pressure off writing if you have a job that pays the bills.
Abraham Verghese
A great disaster is a symbol to us to remember all the big things of life and forget the small things of which we have thought too much. In his death he has reminded us of the big things of life, the living truth, and if we remember that, then it will be well with India.
Jawaharlal Nehru
"Oh, you want too much!" she cried to Gatsby. "I love you now - isn't that enough? I can't help what's past." She began to sob helplessly. "I did love him once-but I loved you too."
F. Scott Fitzgerald
You put a tuxedo on me, it's like putting a saddle on a hog.
Bob Parsons
I don't fear death so much as I fear its prologues: loneliness, decrepitude, pain, debilitation, depression, senility. After a few years of those, I imagine death presents like a holiday at the beach.
Mary Roach