Quotes About Priorities

When I'm arguing with St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, I'm going to tell him to ignore the Books Read column, and focus on the Books Bought instead. This is *really* who I am, I'll tell him.

Nobody should have children just because it made the photo library on the computer more interesting.

Clive was rapidly coming to the conclusion that being engaged to somebody meant that he spent an awful lot of time not doing things he wanted to do.

For us it is not comparable, the FA Cup and Champions League,' Arsène Wenger said before Arsenal played Leeds in the FA Cup. 'The Champions League is compulsory. The FA Cup is something that is for enjoyment … The basis of our life at the top level is dictated by the championship. If we can add on top of that the FA Cup it is fantastic.

It had never occurred to Sophie that she would be forgiven so readily for her trespasses and she wasn't sure that she liked it. She had refused to visit her dangerously ill father in hospital because her career was more important to her, and the least he could do was judge her. You could get away with anything, it seemed, if you were on the telly.

Any desire for a family of your own yet? I would rather eat one of Barney's dirty diapers, he thought. Not yet, he said.

She'd always suspected that she was the sort of girl who wouldn't go home to see a sick father if she had a shot at a television series, but she'd rather hoped that the news would be revealed slowly, and not for a while yet.

As if Christ were a medicine to be taken only when gravely ill, and of no use so long as you can have a good time, eat, drink and make love.

To be complete, a journey presupposes the deconstruction of prejudices and stereotypes. A traveler's shift in focus and his revision of priorities and of his mistrust are the clearest manifestations of this process. In this regard, our relations with enemies are of special interest.

Global warming has an abstract feel. Who understands the difference between 1.5ºC and 2ºC (2.7ºF and 3.6ºF respectively)—in contrast to having food to put on the table for your children tomorrow?

Eventually I noticed that the meat loaf had been downgraded slightly to a Tuesday night special, but I was too busy practicing monogamy with the chili to worry about the meat loaf.

I was fascinated by the story. I couldn't believe that anyone would be so sexually driven that he might actually skip lunch- and after an auction. I think of myself as a healthy person with a strong sex drive, but it's never occurred to me to forego meals.

If this is one of the last days of my life, am I doing exactly what I want to be doing?

I couldn't believe that anyone would be so sexually driven that he might actually skip lunch—and after an auction! I think of myself as a healthy person with a strong sex drive, but it's never occurred to me to forgo meals.

The point is that for a long time, the fact that I was divorced was the most important thing about me. And now it's not. Now the most important thing about me is that I'm old.

I couldn't believe that anyone would be so sexually driven that he might actually skip lunch-and after an auction! I think of myself as a healthy person with a strong sex drive, but it's never occurred to me to forgo meals.

Being single is a distraction. I mean one of the things about marriage that is good for both men and women is that it frees you from all that energy that you use to put into dating. You can put it into work. You don't have to worry about who is going to take you to the dinner party tomorrow. It takes time to be single, it seems to me.

Here are some questions I am constantly noodling over: Do you splurge or do you hoard? Do you live every day as if it's your last, or do you save your money on the chance you'll live twenty more years? Is life too short, or is it going to be too long? Do you work as hard as you can, or do you slow down to smell the roses? And where do carbohydrates fit into all this?

I guess money can't buy happiness if you shop in the wrong places.

Love is not enough. But, it is the rock on which all else stands.

Did he mean me or Jenny Mullendore was a slut? Joanne wondered. Because honestly, I don't see how she has the time for slut activities with those two preschoolers of hers. Me, I've got lots of time.

Love didn't run on logic. It didn't follow neat lines or a list of priorities.

Like he cared about a lot of stupid settlers and Indians and soldiers who hung around out here before he was even born. Hell, before his prehistoric grandparents had been born. Who gave a shit about Crazy Horse and Sitting Bullshit. He cared about X-Men and the box scores.

Anyone who said money didn't matter had never had to count the coins that fell between the cushions of the couch.