Banquo Being Noble Quotes & Sayings

Beware of your thoughts for they become words, beware of your words for they become actions, beware of your actions for they become habits, beware of your habits for they become character, beware of your character for it becomes your destiny. — Diane Von Furstenberg

Learn to worship God as the God who does wonders, who wishes to prove in you that He can do something supernatural and divine. — Andy Murray

How many of you were born in Oklahoma? Yeah, never raise your hand to a question like that again. We're the mecca of beer-drinkin' rednecks. — Bryant A. Loney

Like grain in a time of famine, the immense resources which the nation does in fact possess go not to the child in the greatest need but to the children of the highest bidder-the child of parents who, more frequently than not, have also enjoyed the same abundance when they were schoolchildren. — Jonathan Kozol

So they watch over us like gods of old. Our patron sinners. — Hal Duncan

Sometimes the grandest of all events are described in the poverty of a few simple words. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

Everybody loves to spend money at least some of the time - because everybody loves the stuff you can buy with it. The key to the pleasure level of any transaction is the balance between the pain of the payment and the reward of the purchased object. — Jeffrey Kluger

What we grieve for is not the loss of a grand vision, but rather the loss of common things, events and gestures ... ordinariness is the most precious thing we struggle for, what the Jews of the Warsaw Ghetto fought for. Not noble causes or abstract theories. But the right to go on living with a sense of purpose and a sense of self-worth
an ordinary life. — Irena Klepfisz

Just for today, allow yourself to embrace all that you are every moment. Know that you are a vessel of light. Allow yourself to release all doubts about your ability, the mistakes of the past, the fear of the future. — Iyanla Vanzant

[P]ride has no intrinsic substance, being no more than the name given to the soul devouring itself. When that loathsome perversion of love has borne its fruit, it has another, more meaningful and weightier name. We call it hatred. — Georges Bernanos