Agustinosdigital Quotes & Sayings

Saul Bellow never took my advice when he was my friend. — Leslie Fiedler

No one is failed, until he died. — Santonu Kumar Dhar

Y'all reporters like my quotes, don't you. Yeah, my quotes are Shaqalicious. — Shaquille O'Neal

Let us choose to live our lives with the joy of loving. — Debasish Mridha

I always thought it would be really cool to be playing the drums in the show and then have your astral body or whatever travel all through the audience and dig whatever it's like out there. — Bill Kreutzmann

(The kiss) was soft and sensual, not the kind of spit-swap one would expect at a drunken frat party. — Adam W. Jones

Coach," said Jason. "Yeah?" "Shut up, please. — Rick Riordan

All that can be done is for each of us to invent our own ideal library of our classics; and I would say that one half of it would consist of books we have read and that have meant something for us and the other half of books which we intend to read and which we suppose might mean something to us. We should also leave a section of empty spaces for surprises and chance discoveries. — Italo Calvino

The important role of union organizations must be admitted: their object is the representation of the various categories of workers, their lawful collaboration in the economic advance of society, and the development of the sense of their responsibility for the realization of the common good. — Pope Paul VI

Drop the bat, mister, or I'll fill you so full of lead the undertaker will charge double to bury you! — Karen Witemeyer

It hasn't been easy, you know. Having the dead for company. Knowing that I'll never be accepted by the living. Only the dead respects me, and they only do that out of fear. — Rick Riordan

He often lying broad awake...hath heard time flowing in the middle of the night,
And all things creeping to a day of doom.
How could ye know him? Ye were yet within
The narrower circle; he had wellnigh reached
The last, which with a region of white flame,
Pure without heat, into a larger air
Upburning, and an ether of black blue,
Investeth and ingirds all other lives. — Alfred Tennyson

Sell yourself for money! why, if I were a man I would not sell one jot of liberty for mountains of gold. What! tie myself in the heyday of my youth to a person I could never love, for a price! perjure myself, destroy myself - and not only myself, but her also, in order that I might live idly! Oh, heavens! Mr Gresham! can it be that the words of such a woman as your aunt have sunk so deeply in your heart; have blackened you so foully as to make you think of such vile folly as this? Have you forgotten your soul, your spirit, your man's energy, the treasure of your heart? And you, so young! For shame, Mr Gresham! for shame - for shame. — Anthony Trollope