Brandrup Flexbag Quotes & Sayings

Maybe the story of our life is what we make of it. I mean, we're dealt the rain and the sun, but maybe it's up to us to push away the clouds in order to see the rainbow. — Laura Miller

They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die. Grief, terror, love, longing
these were intangibles, but the intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight. They carried shameful memories. They carried the common secret of cowardice ... Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to. — Tim O'Brien

hating change of every kind. Matrimony, as the origin of change, was always disagreeable; and he was by no means yet reconciled to his own daughter's marrying, nor could ever speak of her but with compassion, though it had been entirely a match of affection, when he was now obliged to part with Miss Taylor too; and from his habits of gentle selfishness, and of being never able to suppose that other people could feel differently from himself, he was very much disposed to think Miss Taylor had done as sad a thing for herself as for them, and would have been a great deal happier if she had spent all the rest of her life at Hartfield. Emma smiled and chatted as cheerfully as she could, to keep him from such thoughts; but when — Jane Austen

Rolling down the windows, yeah I got an air conditiona, but I got a sound I want the whole world to listenta. — Masta Ace

Outward attacks and troubles rather fix than unsettle the Christian, as tempests from without only serve to root the oak faster; while an inward canker will gradually rot and decay it. — Hannah More

It isn't true that whatever doesn't kill you only makes you stronger ... but whatever doesn't kill you does leave you vulnerable to another day. — Nicole Baart

If you want to understand yourself, Then do not examine yourself. Just love yourself more sincerely, More soulfully And more self-givingly. — Sri Chinmoy

It is not the high summer alone that is God's. The winter also is His. And into His winter He came to visit us. And all man's winters are His - the winter of our poverty, the winter of our sorrow, the winter of our unhappiness - even 'the winter of our discontent. — George MacDonald

Teppic stared into his wine mug. These men are philosophers, he thought. They had told him so. So their brains must be so big that they have room for ideas that no-one else would consider for five seconds. — Terry Pratchett

There have been bangs in the past. There will be bangs in the future. We may live in an endless universe. — Neil Turok