Birkova Quotes & Sayings

There is no algorithm for creativity. — Andy Hargreaves

The writer's gift can make us see ourselves and our morals differently than our reality suggests. — Michael Eric Dyson

Snape is vindictive, he's cruel. He's not a big man. But he loves. I like him, but I'd also like to slap him hard. — J.K. Rowling

A big part of why I wanted to go to college is to meet people and make friends. — Miranda Cosgrove

In our fields, on our fishing vessels, in our factories and our homes, there are people deprived of their freedom and trapped in a life of unimaginable suffering. — Theresa May

Your daddy and me named you Otha. It means 'wealth'. You were your daddy's treasure from the time you were born until he died. He used to say there were rubies buried deep inside of you. Remember, baby, don't never let a man mine you for your riches. Don't let him take a pickax to that treasure in your soul. Remember, they can't get it until you give it to them. — Cynthia Bond

When you live in love
You see love everywhere you look.
You are literally in love with everyone you look at. — Ram Dass

I don't want the kids to go through want I went through. — Leon Spinks

What do I geek out about? What am I? Hmmm. I love movies. I watch movies. I like big, sweeping epics, like Ed Zwick stuff: 'The Last Samurai,' 'Legends of the Fall,' 'Blood Diamond,' 'Glory.' — Chris Evans

Christ never was in a hurry. There was no rushing forward, no anticipating, no fretting over what might be. Each day's duties were done as each day brought them, and the rest was left with God. — Mary Slessor

The second beating seemed to me a just and reasonable punishment. To get one beating, and then to get another and far fiercer one on top of it, for being so unwise as to show that the first had not hurt - that was quite natural. The gods are jealous, and when you have good fortune you should conceal it. The other is that I accepted the broken riding crop as my own crime. I can still recall my feeling as I saw the handle lying on the carpet - the feeling of having done an ill-bred clumsy thing, and ruined an expensive object. I had broken it: so Sim told me, and so I believed. This acceptance of guilt lay unnoticed in my memory for twenty or thirty years. — George Orwell