Antwaan Jones Quotes & Sayings

Truth alone will endure, all the rest will be swept away before the tide of time. — Mahatma Gandhi

Sometimes when you get hammered till the small hours you feel pretty good in the morning, but really it's just because you're still a bit drunk. That old hangover is just toying with you, working out when to bite. — Jojo Moyes

Exhibitionism and a nervous wish for concealment, for anonymity, thus battle inside the buyer of any piece of clothing. — Elizabeth Bowen

They say there's no such thing as a perfect pearl - that nothing from nature can ever be truly perfect. — Beth Hoffman

I'm interested in women's health because I'm a woman. I'd be a darn fool not to be on my own side. — Maya Angelou

It's more fun to keep stuff secret. — Martin Freeman

At length, when I considered it, I realized that the best of my actions were small things. Picking flowers and cooking food for my mother when she had been unwell, spending an afternoon with the children, sending money to my sister or kissing Henry's tiny head as he slept in the nursery before I left. I thought of every detail and afterwards I felt better. Hellfire and brimstone have never appealed to me and I admit I become easily confused thinking of right and wrong. But I do understand kindness. — Sara Sheridan

If you did not care at all what anyone else thought about you, what would you do differently or change in your life? — Brian Tracy

The State is not force alone. It depends upon the credulity of man quite as much as upon his docility. Its aim is not merely to make him obey, but also to make him want to obey. — H.L. Mencken

More is missed by not looking than not knowing — Thomas McCrae Osler

February dawn
frost on the path Where I paced all winter. — Jack Kerouac

One day I realized I was living in a country where I was afraid to be black. It was only a country for white people. Not black. So I left. I had been suffocating in the United States ... A lot of us left, not because we wanted to leave, but because we couldn't stand it anymore ... I felt liberated in Paris. — Josephine Baker

Death is the tyrant of the imagination. — Bryan Procter