Assicurazione Moto Quotes & Sayings

The sea is made of salt tears we say and the waves are made of the griefs of men but I am sorry so many should fall upon you. — Rachel Neumeier

Organic farming is about buying out of a corrupt, illegal and dishonest system. — Jerry Brown

We've grown and changed, screwed up, but at the beginning of each summer, we found each other again. Or maybe we never really lost each other. — Nyrae Dawn

I've been on the road for fifteen years and I had no intent to stop. — Bon Scott

I think New York has evolved in my work just the way the city has. — Paul Auster

If you were to offer a thirsty man all wisdom, you would not please him more than if you gave him a drink. — Sophocles

There is a principle which is the basis of things, which all speech aims to say, and all action to evolve, a simple, quiet, undescribed, undescribable presence, dwelling very peacefully in us, our rightful lord: we are not to do, but to let do; not to work, but to be worked upon. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

The neurologist and psychologist Maurice Nicoll told how he had once asked his headmaster about a passage in the Bible, and after he had listened to the answer for some time, he realized that the man had no idea what he was talking about. What I admire about Nicoll is that he made this discovery when he was only ten. It took me another forty-five years before the penny dropped: very, very few people have any idea what they are talking about. — John Cleese

The idea of the universe as an interconnected whole is not new; for millennia it's been one of the core assumptions of Eastern philosophies. What is new is that Western science is slowly beginning to realize that some elements of that ancient lore might be correct. — Dean Radin

Once upon a time I was falling in love, now I'm only falling apart. — Bonnie Tyler

After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string. — L.M. Montgomery