Beauteers Quotes & Sayings

I never heard of anybody who admired the character of sheep. Even the gentlest human personalities in contact with them are annoyed by their lack of brains, courage and initiative, by their extraordinary ability to get themselves into uncomfortable or dangerous situations and then wait in inert helplessness for someone to rescue them. — Dorothy Canfield Fisher

Zahra, what happens to you when I make my last wish?"
"When your third wish is granted, you will cease to be my master. You may possess the lamp, but you cannot call me. I will return to it and await the next Lampholder."
Abruptly he stands and walks across the room. When he reaches the wall, he turns and stares down at me. "So to win my revenge, I must lose you. — Jessica Khoury

If you ahve ever unloaded your pickup by backing up really fast and slamming on the brakes, you might be a redneck. — Jeff Foxworthy

I get all tangled up in your ribbons. — Consuelo De Saint-Exupery

Every time you come to the limit of what is demanded of you, you are faced with the same problem-to be yourself! — Henry Miller

Sonnets are guys writing in English, imitating an Italian song form. It was a form definitely sung as often as it was recited. — Steve Earle

Bombs are good. I love bombs."--Iggy — James Patterson

When you go, would you ever turn to say, I don't love you like I did yesterday. — Gerard Way

Essentially, filmmakers have to be free and not directed by power or politicians. — Costa-Gavras

Love is the selfless promotion of the growth of the other. — Milton Mayeroff

May God direct every step of my journey. — Lailah Gifty Akita

The 'working poor,' as they are approvingly termed, are in fact the major philanthropists of our society. — Barbara Ehrenreich

Missing you is worse than Pittsburgh. — Salvador Plascencia

The twenty-four-hour diner, the station waiting room and the motel are sanctuaries for those who have, for noble reasons, failed to find a home in the ordinary world, sanctuaries for those whom Baudelaire might have dignified with the honorific 'poets'. — Alain De Botton

How many times had he felt alone at midnight, with the hard dark pressing in and no sign of morning? Many times before, and with luck he would survive this one as he had survived the others. No, he decided. With more than luck. With every skill of reasoning and power of concentration he had. That, plus some good old fashioned lowdown strength of will. — Robert McCammon