Daging Kambing Quotes & Sayings

It was as if, after years of setting aside memories,the pile had grown too high, and had tumbled, obliging her to take an inventory of her life. — Loida Maritza Perez

I'm a big fan of the Pre-Raphaelites. Millais, Edward Burne-Jones, and I realised recently that my music is Pre-Raphaelite in a certain way, in that it reinvents an older era and romanticises it, puts it in this gilded frame. — Rufus Wainwright

Don't sleep too much. If you sleep three hours less each night for a year, you will have an extra month and a half to succeed in. — Aristotle Onassis

Christianity is the only religion whose God bears the scars of evil. — Os Guinness

We trifle when we assign limits to our desires, since nature hath set none. — Christian Nestell Bovee

One dream, will suffice a thousand nightmares. — Anthony Liccione

Empathy was a sword with two edges. I was blessed with the ability to care deeply for people, and cursed with the knowledge that they would nearly always choose the worst for themselves. — Seth King

Learning is not to be tacked to the mind, but we must fuse and blend them together, not merely giving the mind a slight tincture, but a thorough and perfect dye. And if we perceive no evident change and improvement, it would be better to leave it alone; learning is a dangerous weapon, and apt to wound its master if it be wielded by a feeble hand, and by one not well acquainted with its use. — Michel De Montaigne

I am interested in writing how women really feel, how they really think, and how they respond to men. I don't want men reading my books because they might find out too much. — Charlotte Lamb

As for me, I prefer truth to goodthink. I feel surer on my ground. — David S. Landes

He attempted to distract his thoughts from the events that were overwhelming him by going over his papers. These were the sum total of his literary output over the last fifteen years. In the early days he had harbored an inflated idea as to the merit of his work and had even enjoyed publication in magazines that nobody read. It was only later that he discovered he preferred to write for himself alone and not for the dubious pleasure of seeing his strange works in print. He liked to dream over them, writing only when inspiration came to him, which was infrequently, and the half-formed pieces and the false starts were either destroyed or subsumed into longer writings - of which there were few. He enjoyed destroying the work that did not satisfy him. Sometimes he even wondered if he actually wrote just so he could obliterate the results. — Mark Samuels