Brickwood Boutique Quotes & Sayings

To hate is to deprive oneself of energy better spent on worthwhile endeavors. — Wes Fesler

I don't think my music's as traditional as people make it out. — George Strait

Life is messy and gloriously imperfect, and some signs of wear and tear indicate a well-loved, well-used home. — Deborah Needleman

On the whole, however, the conclusions I have drawn from the proofs quoted may, I believe, safely be relied on. Assuredly they will not be disturbed either by the lays of a poet displaying the exaggeration of his craft, or by the compositions of the chroniclers that are attractive at truth's expense; the subjects they treat of being out of the reach of evidence, and time having robbed most of them of historical value by enthroning them in the region of legend. — Thucydides

Success is yours if you are willing to pursue it to the ends of the earth. — Matshona Dhliwayo

I encourage you to live with life. Be courageous, adventurous. Give us a tomorrow, more than we deserve. — Maya Angelou

The truth is that perhaps everything has a price, but certainly everyone has to pay more price only for their lies. — Anuj

And the fascination I experienced was probably very close to a certain kind of love. — Andy Warhol

I always think of music as interior decoration. So, if you have all kinds of music, you are fully decorated! — Wayne Shorter

Over time, offering loving kindness to all beings everywhere, including ourselves, unites us to one another so that we know that we can not go forward forgetting those left behind. Page 62 — Sharon Salzberg

Adapt or die, that's as true for religion as it is for people. — Robert Ferrigno

If you have life, smile and pursue life! Don't keep your smile; keep smiling! We only need just one great thing in life, and that is life! All else are mere wants to gratify and beautify life. The real beauty of life is in having life and knowing what real life is all about! — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Kindered spiritsm Best when near it, Near the closest hand, Sounds heard loudest bland. Never near heart and soul... Emotions of love lost as whole, how can love be blind?... Leaving me scoreless and behind. Behind the eight ball of love and hate. Hath me angriest than thou irrate. — Michael Gale