Annetje Ottow Quotes & Sayings

had begun to cry, not at death but at the thought of not crying at death, a silly empty man — Ray Bradbury

Most people rush after pleasure so fast that they rush right past it. — Soren Kierkegaard

We need nearly every department, with the exception of police, fire and rescue, to look at what they can cut. Maybe there are some projects we need to put on hold. — Don Williams

There was never a great man who had not a great mother. — Olive Schreiner

People fell in love with Alex Higgins, a working-class fellow from the back streets of Belfast. That's what brought the game alive. — John Higgins

Rain is a blessing if it gives its place to Sun after a fair while; Sun is a blessing if it gives its place to rain after a fair while! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth. — Philip James Bailey

But I couldn't draw as fast as she requested. Thus, I tried to create the worst abomination of a comic that I could, so as to make her not want comics anymore. That abomination, my friends, was Happy Noodle Boy. — Jhonen Vasquez

Star Trek speaks to some basic human needs: that there is a tomorrow - it's not all going to be over with a big flash and a bomb; that the human race is improving; that we have things to be proud of as humans. No, ancient astronauts did not build the pyramids - human beings built them, because they're clever and they work hard. And Star Trek is about those things. — Gene Roddenberry

I am a storyteller from a personal viewpoint. When I run out of people I invent ghosts. I don't believe in ghosts. Never saw one. — Ruskin Bond

Knowing your purpose gives your life meaning, simplicity, focus and motivation. It also prepares you for eternity. — Rick Warren

As they work hard for our children, America's teachers often reach into their own pockets to make sure they have the best classroom supplies. I feel strongly that the federal government should help make up for their personal financial burden. — John Warner

He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on her cheeks. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath. And when the first light of dawn finally showed through the gap in the curtains he quietly dressed and turned off the bedside lamp, and left the room, not daring to look back. — Dominique Wilson

Another trap. Never let yourself be tricked into comparing one woman with all others; it rarely turns out well. — Sebastien De Castell