Collaudo Significato Quotes & Sayings

Renewal of mind begins with mediation on the word of God. — Lailah Gifty Akita

There's a safe!" Gary said, sticking his head back out. "Great, maybe we'll see who he willed his gold watch to," I said, looking at the zombie's feet, which were still twitching. It was creeping the hell out of me, but at least she wasn't telling me she wanted some Dr. Scholl's or something. "Gun safe, Mike." Gary said as if I were Gary Busey. Does that need any further explanation? "I — Mark Tufo

We are all very anxious to be understood, and it is very hard not to be. But there is one thing much more necessary.'
What is that, grandmother?'
To understand other people.'
Yes, grandmother. I must be fair - for if I'm not fair to other people, I'm not worth being understood myself. I see. — George MacDonald

One principal reason is that the histories of mankind that we possess are histories only of the higher classes. We have but few accounts that can be depended upon of the manners and customs of that part of mankind where these retrograde and progressive movements chiefly take place. — Thomas Robert Malthus

Wherever the Jew is found he is a problem, a source of unhappiness to himself and to those around him. Ever since he has been scattered in your midst he has had to maintain a continuous struggle for the conservation of his identity. — Maurice Samuel

Because of you, I'm running out of reasons to cry. — Shakira

He's got a ring, so I'm taking home the trophy. — Shaquille O'Neal

The Sunlight on the Garden

The sunlight on the garden
Hardens and grows cold,
We cannot cage the minute
Within its nets of gold,
When all is told
We cannot beg for pardon.

Our freedom as free lances
Advances towards its end;
The earth compels, upon it
Sonnets and birds descend;
And soon, my friend,
We shall have no time for dances.

The sky was good for flying
Defying the church bells
And every evil iron
Siren and what it tells:
The earth compels,
We are dying, Egypt, dying

And not expecting pardon,
Hardened in heart anew,
But glad to have sat under
Thunder and rain with you,
And grateful too
For sunlight on the garden. — Louis MacNeice