Becoming Minimalist Rabbi Yosef Quotes & Sayings

We are always the same age inside. — Gertrude Stein

Sita was breathing hard, her eyes flitting like that of a cornered tigress, anger bursting through every pore. — Amish Tripathi

You know you've made it when you can dye your hair blue. — Demi Lovato

Yuvali struggled to put one foot in front of the other. The long leaves of a purple-flowered bush raked her forehead. The flower emerged from bulbous green tubes, unfolding toward the sun. The petals radiated like flecks in an eye, a whirlpool, a sea-shell." Ch.19 — B.T. Lowry

We cannot, after all, judge a biography by its length, by the number of pages in it; we must judge by the richness of the contents ... Sometimes the 'unfinisheds' are among the most beautiful symphonies. — Viktor E. Frankl

If the dawn should break
and take away this sunrise,
I hope I break, too. — Ryan Mecum

I'd leave you here longer, but it's no longer safe. — Brian Staveley

Imitate nothing except principle. — Frank Lloyd Wright

To be at ease is better than to be at business. Nothing really belongs to us but time, which even he has who has nothing else. — Baltasar Gracian

Modesty ... consists in pretending not to think better of ourselves and our belongings than of the man we are speaking to and his belongings. — Bertrand Russell

Imagine you are walking along, and you trip over something and you turn around and find that it is a huge diamond. You would pick it up and do everything in your power to take care of that diamond because it might take care of you for the rest of your life. — Chad Michael Murray

The bands you like and know that are French are always outsiders in the French music industry - Daft Punk, Air. — Laurent Brancowitz

Every time you open your wardrobe, you look at your clothes and you wonder what you are going to wear. What you are really saying is 'Who am I going to be today? — Fay Weldon

I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads. — Drake

The world stops and your eyes gloss over. The Benjis of the world don't understand what you want, someone to make you pancakes. You don't care about money. You don't want to be spanked. You want love. Your father had a red ladle and now I have a red ladle and I will make you the pancakes you want so badly, the pancakes you haven't tasted since he died. Your mouth waters and you submit, softly. "Okay, Joe. — Caroline Kepnes