Beauty After The Storm Quotes & Sayings

Warren Beatty is a great director. I wish Warren would direct another film right now, because I'd love to do another film with Warren. I think that 'Dick Tracy' is an outstanding film in its own right. — William Forsythe

The majority is the best way, because it is visible, and has strength to make itself obeyed. Yet it is the opinion of the least able. — Blaise Pascal

I write slowly and get distracted a lot. — Mark Billingham

Do you have any idea what it does to me when you put yourself in danger? And so willingly, no less! — Charlie N. Holmberg

Back in the early '90s, I started going to Nashville to do a lot of co-writes. One of the first people I met there was Keith Follese. Keith and his wife Adrienne are both songwriters, and we wrote some songs together. — John Oates

Revenge has it's own special taste — Anonymous

1. "It is what we believe about ourselves that determines how others see us"
2. (regarding friends) "cherish the good and pretend not to notice the harmless rest"
3. "oysters are a lot like women. It's how we survive the hurts in life that brings us strength and gives us our beauty — Beth Hoffman

Never would I run away from great difficulties, because once it's over I will have obtained what I worked hard for. — Christopher Ford

Magic or nature, they were much the same thing to Magnus. — Cassandra Clare

I've always had a reputation as a buffoon. — Willard Scott

I'm not really gonna stop. We've got so much stuff to do, so many songs we talked about, so many things to record. — Chuck Inglish

Like the magnolia tree,
She bends with the wind,
Trials and tribulation may weather her,
Yet, after the storm her beauty blooms,
See her standing there, like steel,
With her roots forever buried,
Deep in her Southern soil. — Nancy B. Brewer

After midday, the rain eased, and the Land Rover rode into Pokhara on a shaft of storm light. Next day there was humid sun and shifting southern skies, but to the north a deep tumult of swirling grays was all that could be seen of the Himalaya. At dusk, white egrets flapped across the sunken clouds, now black with rain; on earth, the dark had come. Then four miles above these mud streets of the lowlands, at a point so high as to seem overhead, a luminous whiteness shone- the light of snows. Glaciers loomed and vanished in the grays, and the sky parted, and the snow cone of Machhapuchare glistened like a spire of a higher kingdom. In the night, the stars convened, and the vast ghost of Machhapuchare radiated light, although there was no moon. — Peter Matthiessen

The beauties of nature come after the storm. The rugged beauty of the mountain is born in a storm, and the heroes of life are the storm-swept and battle-scarred. — Lettie B. Cowman