Brzicko X Brzycko Quotes & Sayings

It's so kind of you to want to visit me in my loneliness. - The Wicked Witch of the West. Now I know I have a heart, because it's breaking. - The Tin Woodsman Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable. — L. Frank Baum

Our contemporary Western society, in spite of its material, intellectual and political progress, is increasingly less conducive to mental health, and tends to undermine the inner security, happiness, reason and the capacity for love in the individual; it tends to turn him into an automaton who pays for his human failure with increasing mental sickness, and with despair hidden under a frantic drive for work and so called pleasure. — Erich Fromm

Everything we see, everything that exists, is part of God. — Juanes

Success is becoming in middle adulthood what you dreamed to be in late childhood. — Nassim Nicholas Taleb

Don't just ask questions. Know how the answers to the questions will change your behavior. In other words, draw a line in the sand before you run the survey. — Alistair Croll

Little more can reasonably be aimed at with respect to the people at large than to have them properly armed. — Alexander Hamilton

People hate searching. — Sam Altman

Both formality and dinner forgotten we sat on the floor of the little library, choosing. Sometimes Dr Portman read passages aloud and turned his own memories with their dark side to face the light. And it was late afternoon when, with a headache of happiness, I returned to the ward. And from that day I felt in myself a reserve of warmth from which I could help myself, like coal from the cellar on a winter's day, if the snow came or if the frost fell in the night to blacken the flowers and wither the new fruit. — Janet Frame

What I love about films is that you can see "King Kong" and you can be affected by it and then you realize that he was just this little guy when he made that fall. — Peter Jackson

That guys. Sideburns. You like him?"
My back squirms. "You've asked me that before."
"What I meant was," he says, flustered. "Your feelings haven't changed? Since you've been here?"
It takes a moment to consider the question. "It's not a matter of how I feel," I say at last. "I'm interested, but ... I don't know if he's still interested in me."
St. Clair edges closer. "Does he still call?"
"Yeah. I mean, not often. But yes."
"Right. Right, well," he says, blinking. "There's your answer. — Stephanie Perkins

For Teaism is the art of concealing beauty that you may discover it, of suggesting what you dare not reveal. It is the noble secret of laughing at yourself, calmly yet thoroughly, and is thus humour itself,
the smile of philosophy. — Okakura Kakuzo

Why should I bend for something which I deserve. Give it in my hands! — Nelson Jack