Corniest Songs Quotes & Sayings

A garden is one of the few expressions of man's nature that is altogether benign. — Nan Fairbrother

Bring the pure wine of
love and freedom.
But sir, a tornado is coming.
More wine, we'll teach this storm
A thing or two about whirling. — Rumi

Borders crumble; they won't hold together on their own; we have to shore them up constantly. They are fortified and patrolled by armed guards, these fences that divide a party of elegant diners on one side from the children on the other whose thin legs curve like wishbones, whose large eyes peer through the barbed wire at so much food - there is no wall high enough to make good in such a neighborhood. For this, of course, is what the fences divide. — Barbara Kingsolver

I'm somebody who's really contributed to culture. Popular culture. — Steve Guttenberg

Never expect any recognition here
the system prohibits it. The cross is not affixed to the genius, no, the genius is affixed to the cross. — Franz Grillparzer

And of course, the deepest irony about the young being cynical is that they are the ones that need to move, and dance, and trust the most. — Caitlin Moran

His earlier hesitation gone, he removed the last scraps of fabric we were wearing, fixed the condom in place, kissed me fiercely and rocked into me.
Had this been Kennedy, it would have been over in a few minutes.
My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into his, was Oh ... so this is what all the fuss is about. — Tammara Webber

She could've stared into those eyes for a thousand years and never noticed the time passing by. — Ilona Andrews

Waiter: "Tea or coffee, gentlemen?" First customer: "I'll have tea." Second customer: "Me too - and be sure the glass is clean!" (WAITER EXITS, RETURNS) Waiter: "Two teas. Which one asked for the clean glass? — Leo Rosten

The beauty of the human soul Is not the pretty face. It's found within the heart and hands Of those who look - and stay. — Laura Greenwald

The canyons of our minds and hearts are so deep and so full of mystery that we try at all costs to avoid entering them deeply. We avoid journeying inward because we are too frightened: frightened because we must make that journey alone; frightened because we know it will involve solitude and perseverance; and frightened because we are entering the unknown. Aloneness, suffering, perseverance, the unknown: All these frighten us. Our own depths frighten us! And so we stall, distract ourselves, drug the pain, party and travel, stay busy, try this and that, cling to people and moments, junk up the surface of our lives, and find any and every excuse to avoid being alone and having to face ourselves. We are too frightened to travel inward. But we pay a price for that, a high one: superficiality and shallowness. So long as we avoid the painful journey inward, to the depth of our caverns, we live at the surface. — Ronald Rolheiser

The realm of truth can only flourish,
When you allow the dualities to languish. — Gian Kumar