Brittnee Koska Quotes & Sayings

History is the record of intolerance. — Marty Rubin

They wouldn't call it falling in love if you didn't get hurt sometimes, but you just pick yourself up and move on. — Greg Garcia

Strange things have been spoken, why does your heart speak strangely? The dream was marvellous but the terror was great; we must treasure the dream whatever the terror. — N.K. Sandars

She packed a small suitcase with a few clothes and toiletries, then wheeled it to Madoc's suite. She knocked on the door, he opened it part way. "I'm moving in. If you try to keep me out again, I'm going to grab hold of a body part you like and start twisting." — Shannon K. Butcher

I always believe in going hard at everything, whether it is Latin or mathematics, boxing or football, but at the same time I want to keep the sense of proportion. It is never worth while to absolutely exhaust one's self or to take big chances unless for an adequate object. I want you to keep in training the faculties which would make you, if the need arose, able to put your last ounce of pluck and strength into a contest. But I do not want you to squander these qualities. — Theodore Roosevelt

I was fading helplessly away with open eyes, staring straight at the ceiling. Finally I stuck my forefinger in my mouth and took to sucking on it. Something began stirring in my brain, some thought in there scrabbling to get out, a stark-staring mad idea: What if I get a bite? And without a moment's hesitation I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my teeth together.
I jumped up. I was finally awake. A little blood trickled from my finger, and I licked it off as it came. It didn't hurt, the wound was nothing really, but I was at once brought back to my sense. I shook my head, went over to the window and found a rag for the wound. While I was fiddling with this, my eyes filled with water
I wept softly to myself. The skinny lacerated finger looked so sad. God in heaven, to what extremity I had come! — Knut Hamsun

When music fails to agree to the ear, to soothe the ear and the heart and the senses, then it has missed the point. — Maria Callas

I love you," he whispered reverently, holding my face in his hands as we became one. "I have loved you all of my life. And I've never wanted more from you until this moment. — Theresa Rite

It is said that he bagan to write in French because he was fascinated by two words from the French that did not have an equivalent in his native German: 'verger,' orchard and 'paume,' palm of the hand. — Susanne Petermann

The last Bible I looked at contained over 2000 pages, and you humans managed to get yourself kicked out Paradise by page 5. That has to be some kind of record. — Dennis Garvin

The border is a marketplace. The invisible hand of the powerful governs the crossings. — Amitava Kumar

I was set free! I dissolved in the sea, became white sails and flying spray, became beauty and rhythm, became moonlight and the ship and the high dim-starred sky! I belonged, without past or future, within peace and unity and a wild joy, within something greater than my own life, or the life of Man, to Life itself!.. And several other times in my life, when I was swimming far out, or lying alone on a beach, I have had the same experience, became the sun, the hot sand, green seaweed anchored to a rock, swaying in the tide. Like a saint's vision of beatitude. Like the veil of things as they seem drawn back by an unseen hand. For a second you see, and seeing the secret, you are the secret. For a second there is meaning! Then the hand lets the veil fall and you are alone, lost in the fog again, and you stumble on towards nowhere for no good reason. — Eugene O'Neill

I spend 60 percent of my time planning, 60 percent with people, and all other duties are completed with whatever time is left — Alden W. Clausen