A Quote by Austin O'Malley

Love is a boomerang that returns to the thrower's hand. — © Austin O'Malley
Love is a boomerang that returns to the thrower's hand.
A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it.
A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it. But first, while moving in a circle, it hits its target. So does gossip.
Kindness comes back like a boomerang to those who are kind. Perhaps, its return takes years. Perhaps, the kindness returns from a different direction than that which we sent out kindness. But it will return. It is never lost.
Economic dynamism can be combined with environmental and social responsibility. High financial returns can go hand in hand with respect for human rights, and the preservation of the planet's natural resources
Most recently I read Michael Lewis "Boomerang." The other guy I love is Bill Bryson.
Mitt Romney was treated very unfairly. Mitt Romney didn't want to give his tax returns, because people don't understand returns that are complicated, and complex. And he didn't give it. He fought it, fought it, fought it, all the way into September. A month before the election, he gave his tax returns. And they picked out two items that were absolutely perfect. He did nothing wrong. And his returns are very much smaller than my returns.
...the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
I always remind myself that what one observes is at best a combination of variance and returns, not just returns.
I ran back punt returns and kickoff returns, and I played a pretty good game.
Hard work leads to low returns. Insight and doing what we want lead to high returns.
You may have heard that Donald Trum has long refused to release his tax returns, the way every other nominee for president has done for decades. You can look at 40 years of my tax returns. I think we need a law that says, if you become the nominee of the major parties, you have to release your tax returns.
Whatever is newly expensive has two attributes: wonderful past returns and, in most cases, lousy future returns.
I was a thrower. I think I'm more of a pitcher now.
The stone often recoils on the head of the thrower.
Now Spring returns; but not to me returns.
A love of books, of holding a book, turning its pages, looking at its pictures, and living its fascinating stories goes hand-in-hand with a love of learning.
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