Boudica Rise Quotes & Sayings

If life is really for the living, then the trick to living well is to learn to live it fully, to soak it up, to revel in it. — Joan D. Chittister

The one who would glorify his God must be prepared to meet with many trials. No — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Like a new creature, maybe an angel, you have shocked everyone with such beauty. — M.F. Moonzajer

Study after study shows that happiness precedes important outcomes and indicators of thriving. — Shawn Achor

There are more places you haven't heard of then you're heard of!' I loved that — Jonathan Safran Foer

War with poison and chemicals was not so rare in the ancient world ... An astounding panoply of toxic substances, venomous creatures, poison plants, animals and insects, deleterious environments, virulent pathogens, infectious agents, noxious gases, and combustible chemicals were marshalled to defeat foes - and panoply is an apt term here, because it is the ancient Greek word for 'all weapons. — Adrienne Mayor

Schwartz is an encyclopedia of psychological research on choice problems. If asked to give a quote about him for the back of a book cover, I would say, "This motherfucker knows choice." As — Aziz Ansari

I'm very touched on a deep level by cruelty to animals. — Ali MacGraw

you cannot overcome something, without first standing toe to toe with it, then challenging yourself to defeat that which you want to change — Rick Ferreira

You don't ask a dream if it is real, or you wake up. — Ray Bradbury

You will never have enough time to do everything you need to do, so what you need is a crystal clear understanding of the important things you have to do. — David Cottrell

The vision is for the sacred-time. Though it delays, joyfully wait for it. — Lailah Gifty Akita

The aesthetic serviceability of objects of beauty is not greatly nor universally heightened by possession. — Thorstein Veblen

Tuck, I breathe, and then he kisses me.
I've been kissed before. But nothing like this. He kisses me with surprising tenderness, for all of his gusty talk. Still cupping my face, he gently brushes his lips against mine, slowly, like he's memorizing what I feel like. My eyes close. My head swims with his smell, grass and sunshine and musky cologne. He kisses me again, a litte more firmly, and then he pulls back to look down into my face. — Cynthia Hand