Basden Eye Quotes & Sayings

Don't underestimate kindess, gentleness and patience in a man. — Sumiko Tan

if a person cannot master the power of self-discipline, it is best not to try to get rich. — Robert T. Kiyosaki

I think the difference between being miserable and finding happiness is just a matter of perspective. If you live your life defining yourself by what other people think of you, it's a form of self-torture. — Sarah Silverman

Love makes the world go 'round but I'm pretty sure money has to do with it, too. — Jim Benton

There's a ton of nerves for every fight I've been in; it doesn't matter if it was my debut. — Holly Holm

If there is a wasp in the room, I'd like to be able to see it. — C.S. Lewis

Spring is spring. — Lailah Gifty Akita

One thing that Chairman Mao did was to end the appalling foot binding of women. That alone justifies the Mao Tse-tung era. — Ken Livingstone

With plastic surgery, the general anesthetic is like a black-velvety sleep, and that's what death is - without waking up to someone clapping and going, 'Joan, wake up, it's all over and you're looking pretty'. — Joan Rivers

I love him (Muse) too much, and you can't hurt someone that you love that much ... unless you're family. — Jack White

It is much more rewarding to do more with less. — Donald Knuth

He will always know as we know now that in the heat of battle he did not fail when mateship and duty called. — Julia Gillard

'Vagabond' is about owning where I come from, understanding the real power music had to transport myself with, whether that's busking in Europe or getting number ones. — Eddi Reader

I didn't blame Wes. I actually didn't blame anybody except myself. Really, what did I have in my life that was so bad it raced under my skin until I couldn't stand it anymore and I had to give it a place to come out? I didn't know. At moments like this, when my flesh cried out for relief, I didn't have to know. I just needed to make it stop. I lifted the pleated bed skirt and pulled out the wooden box. Inside, the instruments were lines up on a folded snowy white pillowcase, still sterile and gleaming from Eater night. — Nancy Rue