Decky Wholesale Quotes & Sayings

I started singing on the radio in Los Angeles. I sang blues, but I would tend toward country blues. — Georgia Holt

How the things that hold us are only as strong as the faith we have in them-you go on the bridge because you trust it will not fall the fingers will clasp because we trust them to. — David Levithan

Happiness consists more in small conveniences or pleasures that occur every day, than in great pieces of good fortune that happens but seldom. — Meik Wiking

If I were to go back to the Philippines, I would probably end up teaching creative writing at a university. I wouldn't be able to write, for I would become too jaded to be able to view the existing situation objectively. — Miguel Syjuco

Bless us, divine number, who generated gods and men. Number contains the root and source of eternally flowing creation. — Pythagoras

Chaos is order yet undeciphered. — Jose Saramago

Heaven is endless longing, accompanied with an endless fruition-a longing which is blessedness, a longing which is life. — Alexander MacLaren

Sometimes I feel like all the crap in the world is building up inside me, like all the bad is just filling me like a balloon. I push it all back, live my happy life.
But sometimes that balloon exposed and all the crap lands on everything around me. — Keary Taylor

The essence of wisdom, from a practical standpoint, is pausing long enough to look at our lives-invitations, opportunities, relationships-from God's perspective. And then acting on it — Charles Stanley

I'm a very loyal boyfriend. I'm a bit of a joker ... I can be romantic, but not too sickly. — Louis Tomlinson

For a long while I have lived with the notion that I was the most normal being that ever existed. This notion gave me the taste, even the passion for being unproductive: what was the use of being prized in a world inhabited by madmen, a world mired in mania and stupidity? For whom was one to bother, and to what end? It remains to be seen if I have quite freed myself from this certitude, salvation in the absolute, ruin in the immediate. — Emil Cioran

That thorny path, those stormy skies, have drawn our spirits nearer; and rendered us, by sorrow's ties, each to the other dearer. — Bernard Barton