Daffadillies Quotes & Sayings

His saying was: live and let live. — Friedrich Schiller

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Storyteller by Design — Solomon Woytowich

What happened yesterday is history. What happens tomorrow is a mystery. What we do today makes a difference - the precious present moment. — Nick Saban

If I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I would teach them should be to forswear thin potations and to addict themselves to sack. — William Shakespeare

He'd missed the first wasp, when it built its paperfine gray house on the blistered paint of the windowframe, but soon the nest was a fist-sized lump of fiber, insects hurtling out to hunt the alley below like miniature copters buzzing the rotting contents of the dumpsters. — William Gibson

If one of the people who'd gone Cold drank human blood, the infection mutated. It killed the host and then raised them back up again, Colder than before. Cold through and through, forever and ever. — Holly Black

There isn't anything else more important than taking the gospel to the world. — Spencer W. Kimball

You fell in love with someone because of the tilt of his smile, or because he could make you laugh, or in this case, because he made you believe that you were the only one who could save him. — Jodi Picoult

Larry Kasdan has made some of my favorite movies of all time so just to be working with him was a pleasure. Now that I have, I not only respect his work but I just love and respect him as a person. — Timothy Olyphant

Liars see their own kind everywhere. — Stephen King

The shortest pencil is longer than the longest memory — Mark Batterson

In most cases you are the one who confuses just doing the job with testing your worth.
Replace 'I have to' with 'I choose to'. — Neil A. Fiore

Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale gessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well attir'd woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears: Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies. — John Milton