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Decouvrez Vos Quotes By James Wallace

Trey Gate's maternal grandmother, Adelle Maxwell, was also an important influence on him, encouraging him to read as much as possible, pushing him to excel in all that he did, challenging him to use his mind. They played card games together frequently, especially games like Concentration that required mental agility. — James Wallace

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By Mahatma Gandhi

The eternal duel between Ormuzd and Ahriman, God and Satan, is raging in my breast, which is one among their billion battlefields. — Mahatma Gandhi

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By K.J. Kilton

Here is the first rule of winning.You have to win small before you can win big. — K.J. Kilton

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By Carolyn Wells

To make a library It takes two volumes And a fire. Two volumes and a fire, And interest. The interest alone will do If logs are few. — Carolyn Wells

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By Carol Moseley Braun

It's hard to be the first. It's almost as if I'm subject to a different level of inspection. — Carol Moseley Braun

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By Warren Farrell

People who work 44 hours per week make 50 percent more than people who work 34 hours a week. — Warren Farrell

Decouvrez Vos Quotes By A.S. Peterson

She closed her eyes and began to weave a song. She abandoned the familiar melodies she'd played so many times before and went in search of something new, no longer wanting a song fed on pain or guilt. She needed one that could replace those wounds with strength, with resolve, with confidence. She needed a song that could not only assuage, but heal and build anew. The notes stumbled around the room, tripping over beds and empty stools and hollow men sleeping. They warbled and fell, haphazard, chaotic, settling without flight. Fin's forehead creased and she persisted. She let her fingers wander, reached out with her mind. She chased the fleeting song she'd glimpsed once before. In Madeira she'd felt a hint of it: something wild, untameable, a thing sprung whole and flawless from the instant of creation. — A.S. Peterson