Balyde Quotes & Sayings

You do not play hockey for good seasons. You play to win the Stanley Cup. It has to be the objective. — Guy Lafleur

Sometimes taking a leap faith requires an imaginative mind that can create the ending you are unable to see. — Shannon L. Alder

That's how it ends
So, this is it.
when we lose it all
but
this is not the End
This is only
The Beginning of the End — Rixa White

You shall go west, and face the god who has turned. His buddy on the right looked up and said in the same voice: You shall find what was stolen, and see it safely returned. The guy on the left threw in two poker chips, then said: You shall be betrayed by one who calls you a friend. Finally, Eddie, our building super, delivered the worst line of all: And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end. — Rick Riordan

Not for myself I make this prayer, But for this race of mine That stretches forth from shadowed places Dark hands for bread and wine. — Countee Cullen

Love enters only one gates - the spiritual heart opened towards! And then the reciprocal wave of love arises in it, streaming outside. In that way love lives and grows. — Vladimir Aleksandrovich Antonov

I love him. I tried to love him from afar. I tried to be his friend. I tried to make him mine. But now, I'm trying to let go. — MsButterfly

Eventually, competition and adventure wane, and I enter my ibuprofen phase. Tweaky hamstrings and achy knees restrict mileage, but I continue running for health, sanity, and the ritual of a Sunday trail run with like-minded buddies. We discuss the nagging injuries that bedevil us, and remember the good old days when we were kings. — Don Kardong

But what is work and what is not work? Is it work to dig, to carpenter, to plant trees, to fell trees, to ride, to fish, to hunt, to feed chickens, to play the piano, to take photographs, to build a house, to cook, to sew, to trim hats, to mend motor bicycles? All of these things are work to somebody, and all of them are play to somebody. There are in fact very few activities which cannot be classed either as work or play according as you choose to regard them. — George Orwell

Work and love; these are the basics. Without them there is neurosis. — Theodor Reik