Cpuschools Quotes & Sayings

It was she who had led him to find himself. Picasso had risen to the challenge God had placed before him without even realizing it. In spite of his fears, in the face of her lengthy illness, and now her impending death, he had not abandoned her. Her steadfast love had helped him to become a noble man, and to be there for her in a way he had not been able to be for Conchita. — Anne Girard

Blue Team! It's what's for breakfast! — Rebecca Stead

I think that the path that I took was normal in the American society where young women and men are not trained as to how to make the transition from being a girl to being a woman, from being a boy to being a man. And so I think that most young people in America live by trial and error, and not by parental instruction, community guidance. — Sister Souljah

Some hours weigh against a whole lifetime. — Herman Wouk

People have always had these weird things about how you have to be really good looking to be a singer. — Kathleen Hanna

Good company will always be found much less expensive than bad. — George Washington

Simple ideas INVOLVE individuals; INSPIRE crowds; INNOVATE HUMANITY — Miguel Reynolds Brandao

Knowledge is not enough to get desired results. You must have the more elusive ability to teach and to motivate. This defines a leader; if you can't teach and you can't motivate, you can't lead. — John Wooden

Artistic vision is having the clarity to fall in love with what you see. — Chogyam Trungpa

There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined. — Anton Chekhov

All of Robert Caro's biographies are exceptional, in part because of Caro's fundamental ambivalence about power. He sees its necessity and use for getting things done, even as he is often repelled by watching power at close range. His masterpiece on Robert Moses, The Power Broker, describes the evolution of Moses from idealist to pragmatist as he became one of the most powerful figures in the 20th century. — Jeffrey Pfeffer

When we dance we touch the essence of who we are and experience the unity between spirit and matter. — Angeles Arrien

The white saucer like some full moon descends
At last from the clouds of the table above;
She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows,
Transfigured with love.
She nestles over the shining rim,
Buries her chin in the creamy sea;
Her tail hangs loose; each drowsy paw
Is doubled under each bending knee.
A long, dim ecstasy holds her life;
Her world is an infinite shapeless white,
Till her tongue has curled the last holy drop,
Then she sinks back into the night,
Draws and dips her body to heap
Her sleepy nerves in the great arm-chair,
Lies defeated and buried deep
Three or four hours unconscious there. — Harold Monro