Billund Airport Quotes & Sayings

A democracy exists whenever those who are free and are not well-off, being in the majority, are in sovereign control of government, an oligarchy when control lies with the rich and better-born, these being few. — Aristotle.

A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear. — Edmond Rostand

I can't stave off the hurt that seeps into my voice. "Why can't you be happy for me? — Emma Chase

We know each other in a way that no one else can. We share a history that makes us permanently connected. — Susane Colasanti

The psyche is the essence of humanity, its greatest instrument, an indefinable, multidimensional creative entity of enormous scope, subtlety, and power that eludes all attempts to explain it, including this one. The psyche becomes impossible to fully describe because there is nothing, including the process of describing it, that is not 'it' in action. — Paul Levy

A great sculpture can roll down a hill without breaking. — Michelangelo

watched the coffee bubble up through the center tube and perforated basket into the small pale globe. A marvelous and sad invention, so roundabout, ingenious, human. It was like a philosophical argument rendered in terms of the things of the world - water, metal, brown beans. I had never looked at coffee before. — Don DeLillo

I think that we come to a greater understanding of the world we live in and ourselves through reading. — Dwight Yoakam

Can anyone alter fate? All of us combined ... or one great figure ... or someone strategically placed, who happens to be in the right spot. Chance. Accident. And our lives, our world, hanging on it. — Philip K. Dick

Serious numbers will speak to us always. — Paul Simon

Food is the new health care. — Jason Calacanis

I can't eat spaghetti. There's too many of them. — Mitch Hedberg

In order to have compassion for others, we have to have compassion for ourselves. — Pema Chodron

The longer a life, the challenge is not the distance between destinations, but the difficulty of travelling light. My soul's a portmanteau packed full, one half filled with what was, the other with what is, what should be. — Jamie A. Hughes

Everyone has friends who were killed in the War. Everyone gives up something when they marry. — Virginia Woolf