Dobosiewicz John Quotes & Sayings

How small a portion of our life it is that we really enjoy! In youth we are looking forward to things that are to come; in old age we are looking backward to things that are gone past; in manhood, although we appear indeed to be more occupied in things that are present, yet even that is too often absorbed in vague determinations to be vastly happy on some future day when we have time. — Charles Caleb Colton

This love of beauty is Taste. Others have the same love in such excess, that, not content with admiring, they seek to embody it in new forms. The creation of beauty is art. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hold on to your dreams for they are, in a sense, the stuff of which reality is made. It is through our dreams that we maintain the possibility of a better, more meaningful life. — Leo Buscaglia

First keep peace with yourself, then you can also bring peace to others. — Thomas A Kempis

It seems cruel," she said, "that after a while nothing matters ... any more than these little things that used to be necessary and important to forgotten people, and now have to be guessed at under a magnifying glass and labelled: 'Use unknown.'"
"Yes, but meanwhile -"
"Ah, meanwhile - — Edith Wharton

Communication is a science as well as an art. What does speaking precisely mean? You are consciously communicating with another person at that person's frequency, not yours. — Harbhajan Singh Yogi

You said the d-word," Owllwin said regretfully. "I didn't think you would, or I woulda warned ya."
" . . . the d-word?" Cricket repeated in confusion.
"Yeah . . ." Owllwin paused as if he was glancing around, then he whispered through the wall, "Dragon."
Cricket blinked. "Why can't I say that? — Ash Gray

The poet's first job of work is to put bread on the table. — Yvor Winters

My curiosity and my appetite for evolving as an actor is one of the main components of me still working today in the business. — Kim Cattrall

I wondered if she thought I was the girl she had carried out of Thurmond, who had cried the first time she'd seen the stars.
Because she didn't know that there were two of me now; split between everything I had wanted, and everything I would now have to be. — Alexandra Bracken