Dowsing And Reynolds Quotes & Sayings

It's about the music, it's not about just showing people what you can do with a piece of wood with strings on it — John Frusciante

I went into journalism to do journalism, not advertising. — Michael Hastings

These precious things should be proud of their luck, if a woman like you owns them. — Waheed Ibne Musa

I had made a decision, although I hardly knew it yet. It's often that way with decisions, they're made in some hidden part of us and the awareness secretes itself slowly into that conscious part of us that imagines it decides. — Neil Jordan

It is not possible to express the most precious insights,
To see all that craves to be seen,
To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe,
To learn all that needs to be learned,
To live without dying,
And I am sad about it.
But I lived
And I am happy about that. — Dejan Stojanovic

I'm still surprised to be an author. I wonder what I'll write next? — Mordicai Gerstein

If the iPhone gained traction, RIM's senior executives believed, it would be with consumers who cared more about YouTube and other Internet escapes than efficiency and security. RIM's core business customers valued BlackBerry's secure and efficient communication systems. Offering mobile access to broader Internet content, says Mr. Conlee, "was not a space where we parked our business. — Sean Silcoff

A quiet-hearted person awakes with a smile on his lips and an eagerness in his heart for the day ahead. — Wu Wei

It is a smokescreen if someone believes that they can make change without identifying the root causes which influence social disorder. — Nilantha Ilangamuwa

If you give a meaning to certain things in my paintings it may be very true, but it is not my idea to give this meaning. What ideas and conclusions you have got I obtained too, but instinctively, unconsciously. I make the painting for the painting. I paint the objects for what they are. — Pablo Picasso

A general silence prevailed
A silence, which was by nothing interrupted but by the loud and repeated snores of one of the Party. "What an illiterate villian must that man be! (thought I to myself) What a total want of delicate refinement must he have, who can thus shock our senses by such a brutal noise! He must I am certain be capable of every bad action! There is no crime too black for such a Character!" Thus reasoned I within myself, and doubtless such were the reflections of my fellow travellers. — Jane Austen