Claffy Bass Quotes & Sayings

I don't know if you can hear me, but I have heard you. I heard your willingness to change. Your force, your hope ... and I want to tell you how grateful I am. Thank you, thank you, thank you, people of France. — Francois Hollande

For the nonviolent person, the whole world is one family. He will fear none, nor will others fear him. — Mahatma Gandhi

All that is beautiful shall abide, All that is base shall die. — Robert Williams Buchanan

Say what you want, I still think Dracula One and Dracula Two are creep-tacular. — Stephenie Meyer

Up and down," Meera would sigh sometimes as they walked, "then down and up. Then up and down again. I hate these stupid mountains of yours, Prince Bran."
"Yesterday you said you loved them."
"Oh, I do. My lord father told me about mountains, but I never saw one till now. I love them more than I can say."
Bran made a face at her. "But you just said you hated them."
"Why can't it be both?" Meera reached up to pinch his nose.
"Because they're different," he insisted. "Like night and day, or ice and fire."
"If ice can burn," said Jojen in his solemn voice, "then love and hate can mate. Mountain or marsh, it makes no matter. The land is one."
"One," his sister agreed, "but over wrinkled. — George R R Martin

Front of her dress somewhere — Carolyn Brown

Our politics has been greatly impacted, for the worse, by big money and the concentration of big money. — Martin O'Malley

Know that the eradication of the identification with the body is charity, spiritual austerity and ritual sacrifice; it is virtue, divine union and devotion; it is heaven, wealth, peace and truth; it is grace; it is the state of divine silence; it is the deathless death; it is jnana, renunciation, final liberation and bliss. — Ramana Maharshi

It's not in my nature to chop people's heads off, per se, or rob a bank or any crazy thing I've done on screen. I'm just comfortable reading a book or spending time with my wife and my daughter or watching the fight on TV with the fellas. — Bokeem Woodbine

Golden head by golden head,
Like two pigeons in one nest
Folded in each other's wings,
They lay down in their curtained bed:
Like two blossoms on one stem,
Like two flakes of new-fall'n snow,
Like two wands of ivory
Tipped with gold for awful kings.
Moon and stars gazed in at them,
Wind sang to them lullaby,
Lumbering owls forbore to fly,
Not a bat flapped to and fro
Round their rest:
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Locked together in one nest. — Christina Rossetti