Aikaa Quotes & Sayings

His chest heaved once, as if his large heart, weary of despotic constriction, had expanded, despite the will, and made a vigorous bound for the attainment of liberty. — Charlotte Bronte

Sometimes the only thing you can do is forget about your problems and just keep moving forward. — Elaine Hussey

Pianos, unlike people, sing when you give them your every growl. They know how to dive into the pit of your stomach and harmonize with your roars when you've split yourself open. And when they see you, guts shining, brain pulsing, heart right there exposed in a rhythm that beats need need, need need, need need, pianos do not run. And so she plays. — Francesca Lia Block

With each game I play, with each season I play, I'm running out of chances ... you're never guaranteed next year. You're never guaranteed the next game. You have to seize the opportunity when it's there in front of you. — Brett Favre

His socks compelled one's attention without losing one's respect. — Hector Hugh Munro

To the barefoot man, happiness is a pair of shoes. To the man with old shoes, it's a pair of new shoes. To the man with new shoes, it's stylish shoes. And of course, the fellow with no feet would be happy to be barefoot. Measure your life by what you have not by what you don't. — Michael Josephson

Better our evil empire than theirs. — Peter Fehervari

She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly. — J.M. Barrie

I am never lonely when I am praying, for this brings me into companionship with the greatest friend of all - Jesus Christ. He said, "I call you not servants; ... but ... friends" [John 15:15 KJV]. — Billy Graham

Murder is such a charged word. You know how some people fixate and won't let things go? They're called cops. — Tim Dorsey

It is never too late to turn from the errors of our ways: He who repents of his sins is almost innocent. — Seneca The Younger

I am very afraid of the devil. A strange confession from the lips of an unbeliever. — Witold Gombrowicz