29th February Quotes & Sayings

The survivorship of a worthy man in his son is a pleasure scarce inferior to the hopes of the continuance of his own life. — Richard Steele

If you meet 29th February, think of a distinctive footprint. If you meet 29th February, think of something unique for it is the only day that defines a year as a leap year. It is the only day that makes February truly unique. If you meet 29th February, live and leave a distinctive footprint for you shall seldom meet such a day — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

They're just memories now," Chase Buell said sadly. "Time to write them off. — Jeffrey Eugenides

Doubling and halving are processes that go so much faster than we imagine. — Anonymous

Why should we expect her to be exactly like ourselves?" Lucia went on. "How can we be sure that our way is better than any other"
from "A Fair Barbarian — Frances Hodgson Burnett

Don't make me flip you off"
"Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?"
"Because my finger's getting sore. — J.R. Ward

No one so poignantly realizes the failures in the social structure as the man at the bottom, who has been most directly in contact with those failures and has suffered most. — Jane Addams

The sun is shining, mynah birds are chattering, palm trees are swaying, so what. I'm in the hospital and I'm healthy. My heart is beating as it should. My brain is firing off messages that are loud and clear. My wife is on the upright hospital bed, positioned the way people sleep on airplanes, her body stiff, head cocked to the side. Her hands on her lap. — Kaui Hart Hemmings

I just like to talk to people. I don't know how to bridge the gap between getting to know someone and then schmoozing and sort of working contacts and business connections. — Michael Rady

Born on February 29th my mum always said I was an awkward bugger, right from the start. — CJ

There is nothing more dread and more shameless than a woman who plans such deeds in her heart as the foul deed which she plotted when she contrived her husband's murder. — Homer

Our own ambitions and tasks that we set for ourselves, the framework we attempt to impose upon the world, is no more than a shadow of a tree cast across the snow. It will change as the sun moves, be swallowed in the night, sway with the wind, and when the smooth snow vanishes, it will lie distorted upon the uneven earth. But the tree continues to be. Do you understand that? — Robin Hobb