Belgian Red Devils Quotes & Sayings

The spoiled superstar brat wouldn't get far in Oklahoma City. We're very value-conscious. Our city was settled in a land run. Those 10,000 people were desperate for a better life. — Mick Cornett

Charities must treat donors as if they were shareholders. — Arpad Busson

My dear Tom,
Delighted to get your letter. Do write again. This life is terrible and I don't understand how it can be endured. — Samuel Beckett

Covers matter. In my experience, a different cover can make you think you're reading an entirely different book. — Gabrielle Zevin

Your Mercy is my social status. — Guru Nanak

Unrealistic expectations are often the seeds of bitterly stuffed emotions. — Lysa TerKeurst

Italian researchers, for another example, have demonstrated that in elderly individuals suffering from mild cognitive impairment, those who consumed the highest level of flavonoids from cocoa and chocolate improved their insulin sensitivity and blood pressure significantly. — David Perlmutter

I have all the world around me. My walls are 180 East Longitude and 90 North and 90 South Latitude ... Adventure is my guidon. — L. Ron Hubbard

There was nobody. Her words faded. So a rocket fades. Its sparks, having grazed their way into the night, surrender to it, dark descends, pours over the outlines of houses and towers; bleak hillsides soften and fall in. But though they are gone, the night is full of them; robbed of colour, blank of windows, they exist more ponderously, give out what the frank daylight fails to transmit - the trouble and suspense of things conglomerated there in the darkness; huddled together in the darkness; reft of the relief which dawn brings when, washing the walls white and grey, spotting each windowpane, lifting the mist from the fields, showing the red brown cows peacefully grazing, all is once more decked out to the eye; exists again. I am alone; I am alone! — Virginia Woolf

You talk too damn much and too damn much of it is about you. — Raymond Chandler

We change into our bathing suits, both of us pale like larvae, and then we walk down to the water. — Melissa Bank