Chagai Raskoh Quotes & Sayings

What I want to do more than anything as president of the United States is to restore the honor and dignity and respect that this country is owed around the world. — Howard Dean

I feel jerked around. I feel sympathetic. I feel abused. It's almost harder to see Nathaniel on the good days than the bad, because you let yourself be deceived into thinking he's going to stay that way ... And I can't just walk away. Part of it is the desire to follow through on something that's become more important and meaningful in my life, and to satisfy the human instinct to help someone less fortunate. And maybe there's something more. — Steve Lopez

As a Christian I have no duty to allow myself to be cheated, but I have the duty to be a fighter for truth and justice.
Speeches — Adolf Hitler

To move wild laughter in the throat of death?
It cannot be, it is impossible:
Mirth cannot move a soul in agony. — William Shakespeare

All other men, being born of woman, have a navel, by reason of the umbilical vessels inserted into it, which from the placenta carry nourishment to children in the womb of their mothers; but it could not be so with our first parents. It cannot be believed that God gave them navels which would have been altogether useless. — Richard Cumberland

The guide, the guru, the leader, the teacher, has passed away; the boy, the student, the servant, is left behind. — Swami Vivekananda

My impression is that a sense of rhythm, which has no analog in language, is unique and that its correlation with movement is unique to human beings. Why else would children start to dance when they're two or three? Chimpanzees don't dance. — Oliver Sacks

For the righteous, the gospel provides a warning before calamity, a program for the crises, refuge for each disaster ... The Lord has warned us of famines, but the righteous will have listened to the prophets and stored at least one year's supply of survival food ... — Ezra Taft Benson

The years seemed to stretch before her like the land; spring, summer, autumn, winter, spring; always the same patient fields, the patient little trees, the patient lives; always the same yearning, the same pulling at the chain - until the instinct to live had torn itself and bled and weakened for the last time, until the chain secured a dead woman, who might cautiously be released. — Willa Cather