Koch Quotes

Truthfully, Professor Hawking? Why would we allow tourists from the future muck up the past when your contemporaries had the task well in Hand?" Brigadier General Patrick E Buckwalder 2241C.E.

Her growing possessiveness felt both good and bad.

She must feel like Lucifer’s frigid breath is running down the back of her delicate neck.

You sound like you’re enjoying my suffering.

I knew I rode a rugged crest of turmoil that might crash on the rocky shore of irrational behavior.

The verdict got both the fish and me off the hook.

I watched her undress with moonlight shivering across the room from behind sheer curtains that moved with the currents from the hearth fire.

Death rides on all of our shoulders from the day we are born.

What the hell, if you are going to roll the dice with Lucifer, I say go the distance.

The steps leading to the porch looked worn, cracked, and unpainted, ready for a nice hot fire.

It was as if we played chess after denying me both bishops and knights.

I swallowed a sigh since, truthfully, I was glad she found the cabin.

Death is the ultimate test of faith.

The final sound of the rifle shot bounced around the lake.

A look of absolute terror locked onto her features.

A ray of sunlight poked through the mass of angry clouds.

Tenderly he reached for her and lightly took her hand, lifted it, and touched it to his lips.

His remains consigned to the elements and wolves, would scattered across the March.

Awakened to the crow of a rooster almost old enough to retire to a cooking pot.

I prefer death to dishonor for me and my child.

Our cousin Patrick Hacker McKaybees, died fighting by the side of the king.

The created a displacement devise that separated solids into fragmented molecules.

He shoved her aside and forced his sword, to the hilt, straight through James’s torso.

Nine roses around the lion…God in heaven that’s the Tumbaar coat-of-arms.

Her lips silently formed three words, oh my love.

Only human after all, she whispered.

Satan’s breath be damned, the nasty beast is still in there.

Aye. I’m afraid for my immortal soul now.

That is a death I will think of often and with great fondness.

Notation on Quark Manipulation as Applied to the Time/Space Continuum.

We'll always have Paris.

Sometimes things come out of your mouth that you regret later on. Or no, not regret. You say something so razor-sharp that the person you say it to carries it around with them for the rest of their life.

My crazy's working a lot better than your sanity.

Kenneth Koch once said, “You aren’t just the age you are. You are all the ages you ever have been!

The two men looked at each other for a moment. Then Sonja's father nodded. And Ove nodded curtly back. And then they rose to their feet, objective and determined, in the way two men might behave if they had just agreed to go and kill a third man.

If I had to give a definition of happiness, it would be this: happiness needs nothing but itself; it doesn’t have to be validated.

It's a snake, then.' 'Rattler?' 'Most likely.' I was taking this extremely well. 'We have to kill it. By we, of course, I mean you. I'll stand here and scream.

We think a person should do right because it's right, not because their soul will be in eternal jeopardy if they don't toe the line.

Happiness needs nothing but itself; it doesn't have to be validated. Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

Plans make dreams reality.

That was how I looked at life sometimes, as a warm meal that was growing cold. I knew I had to eat, or else I would die, but I had lost my appetite.

You come from Planet Hunk, sent to Earth to protect and serve. And make the ladies happy.

I can explain it to you, but I can't comprehend it for you.

Those who seize the day become seriously rich.

The way to create something great is to create something simple.

Unhappiness loves company. Unhappiness can’t stand silence—especially not the uneasy silence that settles in when it is all alone.

Paper balls? You were throwing balled up paper at an alligator?

Do days exist without calendars? Does time pass when there are no human hands left to wind the clocks?

You have enchanted me with a single kiss Which can never be undone Until the destruction of language

I was moving from worried to scared, and I could see terrified waving at me from just around the next bend in the road.

Do I really run like that?" (Kitty) "Yup," Martini confirmed. "Don't worry, I think it's sexy." "Thank God. I think I look like a cheetah on drugs.

Can either one of you actually fly?" "Ummm...define fly." I heard cursing over the radios.

I'll marry you before any tree on Earth.

So I want to share a little news." "You getting married?" Butch tossed back half the new Lag. "Where you registered? Crate and Bury 'Em?" "Try Heckler and Koch." The Reverend opened his jacket and flashed the butt of a forty. "Nice little poodle shooter you got there, vampire." "Put a hell of a-" V cut in. "You two are like playing tennis, and racquet sports bore me. What's the news?" Revh looked at Butch. "He has such phenomenal people skills, doesn't he." "Try living with him.

... technically, just like with the rings of a tree or Carbon-14, it had to be possible to measure the passage of time by the melting of vanilla ice cream.

What song would lull a snake into submission? "John Mayer?" "Over my dead body." "Could be, Tim, could be.

All these heads, I thought. All these heads into which everything disappears.

You cook?” Alfred asked Martini, clearly shocked. “I can dress myself, too. And sometimes I can handle all Field Operations for the entire Centaurion Division. Amazing, isn’t it?

There are times when you run back through your life, to see whether you can locate the point at which it could still have taken a different turn.

Once you go alien, you really do never go back.

Manhattan is an accumulation of possible disasters that never happen.

I dug through my purse for the Glock. There is was, and I realized I'd never set the safety. I decided to consider this a great example of forethought rather than my being the stupidest gun handler on the planet.

When people get a chance to come close to death without having it touch them personally, they never miss the opportunity.

I hope that's working like we wanted it to." "It's a plan of yours, Kitty. I'm sure it's going to go haywire somewhere.

The U.S. was the immigration country of choice even for alien jellyfish things that turned humans into scary monsters. It made you proud, really.

I think you're cute when the power goes to your head.

Psychos and megalomaniacs are my forte, remember? They all wanna hang with me

Boys, the longer you wait to get my requested prehistoric attack dogs, the more chance we have of people we care about getting hurt, more hurt, or killed. Oh, and don't hurt the alligators--they're a protected species.

All is clouded by desire: as fire by smoke, as a mirror by dust ...Through these it blinds the soul.

Wow, bossy and nasty. What a fun combo.

I wasn’t ready For you. I understood nothing Seemingly except my feelings You were whirling In your life I was keeping Everything in my head "To Marina

wait for me where the skies meet the sea the otherworld where our old souls will meet again for the very first time where our imagination takes flight and magic isn't a fairytale

Kitty, do you have the bottle?" "In my purse. Which is in my room. Not that I think I can find my room from here." "I'll get it," Martini said. He stood up and disappeared. Ten seconds later he was back, bottle in hand. "What kept you?" "That purse gets worse every time I look inside.

Welcome to My Super Secret Life, where people try to kill us on a regular basis, and we thwart bad-guy schemes for breakfast. We’re almost like a reality show, only without the alcohol and hot tubs.

His eyes had something dull about them, expressionless, the bored look of a mediocre intelligence that wrongly supposes it has “seen it all before.

I'm a writer who likes to be influenced.

Historically, philosophy does not have an impressive track record of answering questions about natural world in a decisive manner.

You ever flown something before?" (Christopher) "I hold the highest score at A.S.U. for Star Wars: Starfighter." (Kitty) "I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I'm going to regret this." (Christopher)

The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods. The man who tries methods, ignoring principles, is sure to have trouble. —RALPH WALDO EMERSON

I hated having to be someplace on time, it took away so many potential orgasms.

They didn't answer. But I was thinking. I'd had to do a lot of thinking like this over the past year, and it was starting to come naturally.

Yeah, I know. It's one of my plans. It'll go all Dog Day Afternoon somewhere along the line. But a girl can dream, can't she?

The city is the size of a country, but has been operated like a candy store.

We lifted up and then bobbed. "Back! Pull it back!" (Christopher) "It's hard." (Kitty) "The ground is harder!" (Christopher)

There are people who want to achieve--and then there are sane people.

It may be that you will be happiest in the rat race; perhaps, like me, you are basically a rat.

I was on the floor. "Um, a little help?" Christopher put his hand down. Martini cleared his throat and Christopher's hand retracted. "I can handle it, thanks." "There's nothing amorous about pulling someone off the floor," Christopher muttered. "There is when I do it.

Do not be defeated by the Feeling that there is too much for you to know. That is a myth of the oppressor. You are Capable of understanding life. And it is yours alone. And only this time.

Oh, sure, they’d insisted I take Washington Wife class after I’d inadvertently insulted the Prime Minster of England, but how could I have known he wasn’t willing to admit that the Rolling Stones weren’t half the band Aerosmith was and never would be?

I thought, 'There are a lot of poets who have the courage to look into the abyss, but there are very few who have the courage to look happiness in the face and write about it,' which is what I wanted to be able to do.

By this point in history—after the 2008 collapse of Wall Street and in the midst of layers of ecological crises—free market fundamentalists should, by all rights, be exiled to a similarly irrelevant status, left to fondle their copies of Milton Friedman’s Free to Choose and Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged in obscurity. They are saved from this ignominious fate only because their ideas about corporate liberation, no matter how demonstrably at war with reality, remain so profitable to the world’s billionaires that they are kept fed and clothed in think tanks by the likes of Charles and David Koch, owners of the diversified dirty energy giant Koch Industries, and ExxonMobil.

golden rules for career success 1 Specialize in a very small niche; develop a core skill 2 Choose a niche that you enjoy, where you can excel and stand a chance of becoming an acknowledged leader 3 Realize that knowledge is power 4 Identify your market and your core customers and serve them best 5 Identify where 20 percent of effort gives 80 percent of returns 6 Learn from the best 7 Become self-employed early in your career 8 Employ as many net value creators as possible 9 Use outside contractors for everything but your core skill 10 Exploit capital leverage

Those who favor a “grand plan” over experimentation fail to understand the role that failed experiments play in creating progress in society. Failures quickly and efficiently signal what doesn’t work, minimizing waste and redirecting scarce resources to what does work. A market economy is an experimental discovery process, in which business failures are inevitable and any attempt to eliminate them only ensures even greater failures.

You sometimes hear about people who have lost their sense of smell and taste: for those people, a plate of the most delicious food means nothing at all. That was how I looked at life sometimes, as a warm meal that was growing cold. I knew I had to eat, otherwise I would die, but I had lost my appetite.

A reader reads a book. If it’s a good book, he forgets himself. That’s all a book has to do. When the reader can’t forget himself and keeps having to think about the writer the whole time, the book is a failure. That has nothing to do with fun. If it’s fun you’re after, buy a ticket for a roller coaster.

The first thing that struck you about Claire’s plate was its vast emptiness. Of course I’m well aware that, in the better restaurants, quality takes precedence over quantity, but there are voids and then there are voids. The void here, that part of the plate on which no food at all was present, had clearly been raised to a matter of principle. It was as though the empty plate was challenging you to say something about it, to go to the open kitchen and demand an explanation. ‘You wouldn’t even dare!’ the plate said, and laughed in your face.

When the conversation turns too quickly to films, I see it as a sign of weakness. I mean: films are more something for the end of the evening, when you really don’t have much else to talk about. I don’t know why, but when people start talking about films, I always get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, like when you wake up in the morning and find that it’s already getting dark outside.

You know, things you did and do to make sure you and Mom have such a great marriage?” “Oh! I gave that advice to Jeff already. Applies to him more than you.” “Share with my anyway.” Dad shrugged. “I told him that he just needed to remember three things. First, he doesn’t run your life, and after today, he won’t run his life, either. Second, in any argument, there is your wife’s side and then there is enemy camp; never choose enemy camp in an attempt to be reasonable, because it never works. And, third, to remember that a happy wife is a happy life.

The dilemma I was faced with was one every parent faces sooner or later: you want to defend your child, of course; you stand up for your child, but you mustn't do it all too vehemently, and above all not too eloquently - you mustn't drive anyone into a corner. The educators, the teachers, will let you have your say, but afterwards they'll take revenge on your child. You may come up with better arguments - it's not too hard to come up with better arguments than the educators, the teachers - but in the end, your child to going to pay for it. Their frustration at being shown up is something they'll take out on the student.

We shouldn’t want to force anyone to read, just as little as we should want to force people to go to the movies, listen to music, have sex, or consume alcoholic beverages. Literature doesn’t belong in a secondary school. No, it belongs more on the list of things I just mentioned. The list that includes sex and drugs, all the things that give us pleasure without any external coercion. A required reading list? How dare we!