Cercate Live Quotes & Sayings

Don't be bothered by troubles because they are generally guests we ourselves invite - they will stay for some time and then leave — Amit Abraham

What is there to see in Europe? I'll bet those foreigners can't show us a thing we haven't got right here in Georgia. — Margaret Mitchell

The mind is perhaps one of the greatest factors in gymnastics; if one can't control his mind, he can't control his body. — William Meade

Seasickness: at first you are so sick you are afraid you will die, and then you are so sick you are afraid you won't die. — Mark Twain

Growth, in some curious way, I suspect, depends on being always in motion just a little bit, one way or another. — Norman Mailer

Hey, maybe instead of going to college, you should drop out and I could quit my job and we can form an all-girl band with Lane, you know, like Bananarama. We could call it Tangerinarama or Banana-fana-fo-fana-rama ... or something. — Daniel Palladino

Jesus can you show me
Just how far the east is from the west,
Cause I can't bear to see the man I've been
Rising up in me again.
In the arms of your mercy I find rest
Cause you know just how far the east is from the west
From one scarred hand to the other. — Casting Crowns

Marxism: The theory that all the important things in history are rooted in an economic motive, that history is a science, a science of the search for food. — Gilbert K. Chesterton

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own — Charles Bukowski

But it's a curse, a condemnation, like an act of provocation, to have been aroused from not being, to have been conjured up from a clot of dirt and hay and lit on fire and sent stumbling among the rocks and bones of this ruthless earth to weep and worry and wreak havoc and ponder little more than the impending return to oblivion, to invent hopes that are as elaborate as they are fraudulent and poorly constructed, and that burn off the moment they are dedicated, if not before, and are at best only true as we invent them for ourselves or tell them to others, around a fire, in a hovel, while we all freeze or starve or plot or contemplate treachery or betrayal or murder or despair of love, or make daughters and elaborately rejoice in them so that when they are cut down even more despair can be wrung from our hearts, which prove only to have been made for the purpose of being broken. And worse still, because broken hearts continue beating. — Paul Harding