Kiss Of Death Quotes by Anderson Cooper, Peter Drucker, Erwin McManus, Criss Angel, Julia Ormond, Joni Mitchell and many others.
The world reacts very strangely to people they see on TV, and I can begin to understand how anchor monsters are made. If you’re not careful, you can become used to being treated as though you’re special and begin to expect it. For a reporter, that’s the kiss of death.
Planning is actually incompatible with an entrepreneurial society and economy. Planning is the kiss of death of entrepreneurship.
The church must acclimate to a changing world, or she will destine herself to irrelevance or even extinction. …One of those dramatic changes in our environment is the shift from words to images. To do church in a way that is entirely text driven is the kiss of death.
You can’t please everyone, and trying to is the kiss of death. I don’t care about Wayne Newton’s demographics. When I do, I’ll know that it’s time to quit.
If you do anything for too long, it starts to lack edge, to become too easy. Easy is the kiss of death.
I know my generation – a lot of them, they’re getting old now, and they want to think back fondly, they want to kid themselves. A lot of them think, ‘Yeah, we were the best.’ That’s the kiss of death. That’s non-growth. And also that’s very bad for the world.
The absolute worst thing a person can say about your pictures is, ‘”That’s nice.” It’s the kiss of death.
Death, that hath suck’d the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
Planning is the kiss of death of entrepreneurship.
You can’t please everyone and trying to do so is the kiss of death.
Any form of complacency is the kiss of death for any professional.
my boyfriend is a rock god baby (and not kiss-of-death(sorry))
But I’ve found that to talk too much about movies is the kiss of death. If it happens then it happens, is all.
You should never, ever be understood completely. That’s like the kiss of death, isn’t it? It’s a full stop. I don’t ever think you should put full stops on thoughts. They change.
Morely: You’re trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You’d look terrible in a skirt
Fads are the kiss of death. When the fad goes away, you go with it.
Fruits fail and love dies and time ranges;Thou art fed with perpetual breath, and alive after infinite changes,And fresh from the kisses of death,Of langours rekindled and rallied, Of barren delights and unclean,Things monstrous and fruitless, a pallidAnd poisonous queen.