Dayantis Quotes & Sayings

For me, fiction's great gift - to writer and reader, alike - is freedom. — Norman Lock

A business person is all about solving problems. — Ehab Atalla

For me, the best vacation is just relaxing on the couch! — Scotty McCreery

What about a teakettle? What if the spout opened and closed when the steam came out, so it would become a mouth, and it could whistle pretty melodies, or do Shakespeare, or just crack up with me? I could invent a teakettle that reads in Dad's voice, so I could fall asleep, or maybe a set of kettles that sings the chorus of "Yellow Submarine," which is a song by the Beatles, who I love, because entomology is one of my raisons d'etre, which is a French expression that I know. — Jonathan Safran Foer

There was one 'crime' during the whole time I was at school, when a fountain pen went missing. Stealing just didn't happen. I was taught not to shoplift, not to steal, not to behave badly. We weren't even allowed to drop litter. — Joanna Lumley

I like to relax. Spend it with people that I've grown up with, or people that I care about, and just relax, sit around doing nothing or sitting on a beach. — Jason Statham

I went to Norman High then I walked across the street after that and went to college. That's my home town, that's where I'm from. Physically I'm a Texan, but I'm an Oklahoman. — Christian Kane

I did my best, and God did the rest. — Hattie McDaniel

My love can be easily bought with a steak from Peter Luger's. — Jami Attenberg

Faith is not like bottled water but like rain. Its destiny is not just to be kept and held but to make something visible grow. — Peter Kreeft

Poetic justice, poetic justice.. if I told you that a flower bloom in a dark room would you trust it. I mean I write poems in these songs. — Kendrick Lamar

The soul, at peace, reflects the peace without, Forgetting grief as sunset skies forget The morning's transient shower. — Emma Lazarus

Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind. — James Joyce