Abdulsalam Jamous Quotes & Sayings

progrestination: wandering sideways through the to-do list..and finding interesting distractions from the main goal. — Teri J. Dluznieski M.Ed.

Dartmouth Winter Carnival opens, proving once again that bitter cold is no obstacle to going completely out of control. — Lisa Birnbach

Prayer is awe before an infinite force, and yet it's intimacy with a personal friend. — Timothy Keller

I'd looked around my room at the ribbons and sashes and rosettes hanging from the walls, at the photos of my ponies clearing the highest fences with me crouched in the saddle, a look of utter determination on my face. I'd made myself look hard at the pictures, at my legs swinging backwards over the fences, at my body lying low over my pony's neck, my hands grasping at the reins as I turned them in mid-air. At the way that Teddy's eyes were bulging as I pulled him around a tight turn, at the way the veins popped out on Buck's lathered neck, at Springbok's open mouth, dripping with foam.
I'd looked hard at them all, and I hadn't liked what I'd seen. — Kate Lattey

SOON was the first novel where I used a rough outline. Usually I have characters and an idea and write as a process of discovery. Like working without a net. — Jerry B. Jenkins

And Aragorn the King Elessar wedded Arwen Undomiel in the City of the Kings upon the day of Midsummer, and the tale of their long waiting and labours was come to fulfillment. — J.R.R. Tolkien

Things were somehow so good that they were in danger of becoming very bad because what is fully mature is very close to rotting — Clarice Lispector

Create simple ways to prove the Divine exists in every aspect of your life and then make the choice to cast your gaze only upon those things that make your heart sing loudest. — Molly Friedenfeld

A climb-out fight is where you climb a building. You climb fire escapes. You climb to the top of the building. You fight on the roof, and you fight all the way down again. — Jack Kirby

You could say that this was where an accidental wind blew him but I don't think so. I would rather think that in a "long shot" he saw a new way of measuring our jerky hopes and graceful rogueries and awkward sorrows, and that he came here from choice to be with us to the end. Like the plane coming down into the Glendale airport into the warm darkness. — F Scott Fitzgerald