Campanas De America Quotes & Sayings

Art is not only the desire to tell one's secret; it is the desire to tell it and hide it at the same time. — Thornton Wilder

Your security is not your job, or your bank account, or your investments, or your spouse or your parents. Your security is your ability to connect with the cosmic power that creates all things. — Louise Hay

ignorance is the cause of the unbelief that fails of the inheritance. If, in our orthodox Churches, the abiding in — Andrew Murray

I don't feel I have to charm somebody, I feel I want to know them; it's a different thing. — Nicholas Haslam

From mere success nothing can be concluded in favor of any nation upon whom it is bestowed. — Francis Atterbury

The myths that are created about the South, about the way we grew up, about black people, are wrong. — Clarence Thomas

People always have these debates about who their favourite rapper is. And I think it's based upon what mood that particular person is in. If someone's favourite rapper is a lyricist then they're focused on rhymes or substance. If someone's favourite rapper is a party rapper, you know, someone who makes music about the clubs ... "Oh, he's my favourite rapper". No, his subject matter is your favourite. — Immortal Technique

How mercifully can our Creator treat His creatures, even in those conditions in which they seemed to be overwhelmed in destruction! How can He sweeten the bitterest providences, and give us cause to praise Him for dungeons and prisons! What a table was here spread for me in a wilderness where I saw nothing at first but to perish for hunger! — Daniel Defoe

A million thoughts went through my mind. What little mind I have. — Fuzzy Zoeller

I think if you had to choose between running a tabloid and being president of the United States, of course you'd run the tabloid, especially in New York. — Pete Hamill

a cynic is one who has given up but not yet shut up. Commit — Kerry A. Robinson

Since I learned English, I've become a motormouth! — Ana Beatriz Barros

Living here on Earth, we breathe the rhythms of a universe that extends infinitely above us. When resonant harmonies arise between this vast outer cosmos and the inner human cosmos, poetry is born. — Daisaku Ikeda