With People Quotes

I have a race routine. I have a team of people helping me. I have winning habits. I believe in myself. I have balance in my life.

I'm not an idiot; I try not to look, but I see what people say about me on Facebook. I see other things written. But I don't care.

So many people are walking around looking so grim all the time. I just never understand why.

The Stroke Association has produced leaflets that set out clearly the health risks associated with stroke that African-Caribbean people face.

Catholic media sucks. It's boring. It's for old people. It's not interesting. It's like you're in a class with an 80 year old nun.

You can't blame all people's psychological ills on religion. A lot of people were crazy before they got in a religion and they just happen to be crazy and religious.

An individual developer like me cares about writing the new code and making it as interesting and efficient as possible. But very few people want to do the testing.

I'm perfectly happy complaining, because it's cathartic, and I'm perfectly happy arguing with people on the Internet because arguing is my favourite pastime - not programming.

I'd much rather have 15 people arguing about something than 15 people splitting into two camps, each side convinced it's right and not talking to the other.

I think people can generally trust me, but they can trust me exactly because they know they don't have to.

What I find most interesting is how people really have taken Linux and used it in ways and attributes and motivations that I never felt.

I've actually found the image of Silicon Valley as a hotbed of money-grubbing tech people to be pretty false, but maybe that's because the people I hang out with are all really engineers.

In personal conversations with technical people, I call myself a hacker. But when I'm talking to journalists I just say "programmer" or something like that.

I'm a technical manager, but I don't have to take care of people. I only have to worry about technology itself.

I claim that Mach people (and apparently FreeBSD) are incompetent idiots.

I don't doubt at all that virtualization is useful in some areas. What I doubt rather strongly is that it will ever have the kind of impact that the people involved in virtualization want it to have.

A lot of people still like Solaris, but I'm in active competition with them, and so I hope they die.

Being open source meant that I could work on the technical side (along with lots of other people), and others who had the interest and inclination could start up companies around it.

One of the reasons that I really don't mind that people are selling Linux commercially is exactly because it does make me feel good that people use the product.

I can mostly laugh at myself and this whole mess called "Linux developers," which means that I get along with most people and most people get along with me.

Facebook, from what I can tell, is the virtual equivalent of dropping into the homes of several million people, all of whom say at the same time: 'Hey! Let's set up the slide projector!

Thanks to social media such as Facebook and Twitter, a far wider range of people take part in gathering, filtering and distributing news.

I'm a songwriter, and people will tell you the greatest stories about their lives, whether you want to hear it or not.

In the big picture I write for an audience of people I've never met. By the final draft I'm looking for anything in the prose that's prospectively boring to strangers.

People seem to get used to anything, and it is a short step from adaptation to attachment.

...some people coddle their own afflictions the way others spoil small pedigreed dogs with cans of pate.

I have never in all my life considered you other people.

The fact that my clothing has been visually available to other people I do not find upsetting. The body is another matter. It is mine; I have found it useful; but it is an avatar.

The diminution of the reality of class, however socially desirable in many respects, seems to have the practical effect of diminishing our ability to see people in their difference and specialness.

People who know my stage act know it's nothing but pushing boundaries.

We use a Native American tradition of the talking stick. You sit and pass it around and whoever has the stick has to talk. Some people just hold it. Others really share.

Everybody in the world has a different reason for wishing they could say things that most people know not to say.

I like adventures and people who live with the volume on high.

Well, I don't think just because people are in a relationship that they're happy. I don't think relationships necessarily make people happy. You just are happy or you're not happy.

So many people pass up older dogs, which is a shame. With an older dog, you know what you are getting.

Why is life so difficult for some people and not for others? Why do some people have to struggle so much?

Sometimes when we're not paying attention, relation-ships happen. There is no rule that requires two people in love to be exactly alike.

I reflected that for all the people you lost touch with or couldn't hold on to, life occasionally made up for it by giving you the right person at the right time.

Sometimes people don't have to make you love them...you just do, and there's no help for it.

No. But I understand her. Life makes people what they are.

I think the busiest people are often the loneliest.

It was unfair that people who longed for love the most, searched the hardest for it, found it so elusive.

I have always hated flying. The idea of it is an affront to nature. People are meant to stay on the ground.

The way glass can be molded or blown or cut into any kind of shape made me think about how we as people - our characters or souls - can be shaped or changed by outside influences.

A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they're entitled to know everything I do. -Sara

Why was love so easy for some people and so hard for others?

Pity goes hand in hand with contempt. Don't ever forget that, Liberty. You can't take handouts or help from anyone, because that gives people the right to look down on you.

I rarely dislike people for things they can't change, they usually give me sufficient cause to dislike them for other reasons.

I felt the kind of loneliness that can happen in a roomful of people when everyone but you seems to be in on the good time.

He had found my worst weakness: I was one of those people who was desperate to be needed, to matter to someone.