Burucas Quotes & Sayings

Sudden singing was the only type I really missed. When sudden singing happened it came out of the blue and made me feel so good that my toes curled up and I got goose bumps all over my body and tears in my eyes. — Karen Foxlee

The universal does not attract us until housed in an individual. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hate, hatred for yourself, for other people, will confine you, but love can set you free. — Denzel Washington

This is goodbye, but the future there will always be a hello. — Angela Auten

Why mince words? Beautiful Ruins is an absolute masterpiece. — Richard Russo

Any sane person would have left long ago. But I cannot. I have my sons. — Princess Diana

Philippians 4:11-13 goes directly against both the prosperity, and the austerity, gospel. — Darren Edwards

What I do is write books for an audience that thinks in a movie language. That's the way I think, and I also believe that not enough authors keep up with the audience. — Matthew Reilly

The role of the teacher is to create the conditions for invention rather than provide ready-made knowledge. — Seymour Papert

To be a princess is to play at life. To be a queen is to be a serious player ... The purpose of life as a woman is to ascend to the throne and rule with heart. — Marianne Williamson

If there were no eternal consciousness in a man, if at the bottom of everything there were only a wild ferment, a power that twisting in dark passions produced everything great or inconsequential; if an unfathomable, insatiable emptiness lay hid beneath everything, what would life be but despair? — Soren Kierkegaard

The sun and moon shine on all without partiality. — Confucius

His outflung hands traced over the threads of his rug, passed loop by loop through some patient woman's hands. Or maybe she hadn't been patient. Maybe she'd been tired, or irritated, or distracted, or hungry, or angry. Maybe she had been dying. But her hands had kept moving, all the same. — Lois McMaster Bujold

A cayenne heart can't be broken. — Coco J. Ginger

Fayez whistled low. That is not dead which can eternal lie. Or, y'know, whatever. — James S.A. Corey