Bummeln Quotes & Sayings

You're the most immoral man living - you think of nothing but justice! — Ayn Rand

I had never auditioned for Broadway - any play - and I was not familiar with what you're supposed to do. — Ednita Nazario

When God brings deep conviction and I agree with Him about my condition, God restores my confidence in Him. — Johnny Hunt

I want to emphasize the idea of black as intellectuality and conventionality. — Ad Reinhardt

you were both hunter and hunted; the shadow of your thoughts was the beast which killed you. — Robert Holdstock

There was need of a phantastic, indestructible optimism, and one far removed from all sense of reality, in order, for example, to discover in the shameful death of Christ really the highest salvation and the redemption of the world. — Carl Jung

The last part, the part you're now approaching, was for Aristotle the most important for happiness. — Charles Van Doren

Rose," said my mother. For once in my life, she sounded unsure about herself. Scared, maybe. "Mia said you wanted to see me." I didn't answer. I didn't look at her. "What ... what do you need?" I didn't know what I needed. I didn't know what to do. The stinging in my eyes grew unbearable, and before I knew it, I was crying. Big, painful sobs seized my body. The tears I'd held back so long poured down my face. The fear and grief I'd refused to let myself feel finally burst free, burning in my chest. I could scarcely breathe. My mother put her arms around me, and I buried my face in her chest, sobbing even harder. "I know," she said softly, tightening her grip on me. "I understand. — Richelle Mead

This momentary bridge. The wonder of a shared memory, returned. Of a place once theirs and a life that had already been lived. — Paul Yoon

When God gets in the middle of life, evil becomes good. — Max Lucado

Lou had been a blur of red in Jo's memories of this
room, the bright spot of color in the endless waiting white. — Genevieve Valentine

One might be tempted to extol as an advance over Sophocles the radical tendency of Euripides to produce a proper relation between art and the public. But "public," after all, is a mere word. In no sense is it a homogeneous and constant quantity. Why should the artist be bound to accommodate himself to a power whose strength lies solely in numbers? And if, by virtue of his endowments and aspirations, he should feel himself superior to every one of these spectators, how could he feel greater respect for the collective expression of all these subordinate capacities than for the relatively highest-endowed individual spectator? — Friedrich Nietzsche

If you don't learn anything but self discipline, then athletics is worthwhile. — Bear Bryant