6251 Quotes & Sayings

I don't think nostalgia has to be negative. — Van Morrison

Things always work out if you don't send that e-mail. That's another great life lesson: I've sent enough e-mails of just "f - k you, f - k you, f - k you" and hit send. I've learned a lot from never being able to take back that I sent that e-mail. — John Feldmann

The world is not kind to whistleblowers - a term of art with particular resonance in football, the most hierarchical and repressive of organized sports, a world of 'systems' and 'programs' and scripted plays, where reading a medical report requires a security clearance, and practice fields are patrolled like Guantanamo Bay. — Jane Leavy

Much later, when I understood what perfection was, I realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself. I understood that there were many kinds of of sanctity and that each soul was free to respond to the approaches of Our Lord and to do little or much for Him - in other words,to make a choice among the sacrifices He demands. — Therese Of Lisieux

You can't make them shut up, but you can damn teach them a lesson. - Johan — Diyar Harraz

Your power comes from the songs. — Ethel Wilson

Many women I know think the ideal of happiness is to be in love with a great man, or to be the wife of a great public success; to share his triumph! They forget you share the man as well! — Ada Leverson

I can resist you or flee from you or try my hardest not to respond to you, but it makes no difference. You fall in love with me, and I with you. Daniel to Luce Page 352 — Lauren Kate

First, define your credo- the belief system of the organization. Secondly, define your real ambition, or where do you want to go as a collective community. — Kevin Allen

My heart keeps finding new ways to love you. — Penny Reid

It appeared that most of the men and boys had died of starvation; they had not been executed. But the manner of death seemed unimportant. Murder had been done at Buchenwald. God alone knows how many men and boys have died there during the last twelve years. — Edward R. Murrow

I've always been intrigued with the male characters in novels like 'Pride and Prejudice' such as Mr. Darcy, and this poem is part of a series of poems that explore desire and obsessions. The poems have been sitting in a drawer for a few years, so I decided to dust them off and work on them again since I have not written a new poem in more than three years. I'm not sure anything will become of the series, but at least it gives me something to work on in a period where I feel very uncreative. — Victoria Chang