Dragomirescu Florin Quotes & Sayings

Religion, you can't a handle on it, you just have to know or not know-people either believe or they don't believe. — Dennis Potter

Hi my name is Brian, but uh, you can call me 'B-Rok'. Cuz, I be rockin' your house! — Brian Littrell

The whole wide world is a cathedral; I stand inside, the air is calm, And from afar at times there reaches My ear the echo of a psalm. — Boris Pasternak

Do you have any idea how frightening it is to care for someone who dreams? They infect you with their optimism. And soon you start to dream together. You begin to dare to hope. — Lee Winter

Beyond being normal, our obsessions are positive, empowering and absolutely necessary.
What some may view as obsessive, odd, weird, abnormal and troublesome is a necessary part of our happiness. Our interests allow us to decompress, calm down, focus our energy, and gives us a reason to be excited about life - a purpose. An absence of obsessive interest leaves me feeling alone in the darkness. — Jeannie Davide-Rivera

The revolution was a gift from God to the Romanian people. The Romanian people must now repay this gift by opening their hearts to people of all faiths, especially to those who suffered here in the past. — Robert D. Kaplan

You've got to forget about this civilian. Whenever you drop bombs, you're going to hit civilians. — Barry Goldwater

I have a bad reputation, I guess. — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu

So that was Chris and her reading and schooling, two Chrisses there were that fought for her heart and tormented her. You hated the land and the coarse speak of the folk and learning was brave and fine one day; and the next you'd waken with the peewits crying across the hills, deep and deep, crying in the heart of you and the smell of the earth in your face, almost you'd cry for that, the beauty of it and the sweetness of the Scottish land and skies. — Lewis Grassic Gibbon

You think that I am naive, but it is you who are naive. You have no idea what is happening inside of you when you look at a painting. You think that you are getting close to art voluntarily, enticed by its beauty, that this intimacy is taking place in an atmosphere of freedom and that delight is being born in you spontaneously, lured by the divine rod of Beauty. In truth, a hand has grabbed you by the scruff of the neck, led you to this painting and has thrown you to your knees. A will mightier than your own told you to attempt to experience the appropriate emotions. Whose hand and whose will? That hand is not the hand of a single man, the will is collective, born in an interhuman dimension, quite alien to you. So you do not admire at all, you merely try to admire. — Witold Gombrowicz

I started reading when I was about three, a little over three. — Chuck Jones

For if you truly believe that kindness is never wasted, you have to hold tightly to that belief even when the kindness is thrown back in your face — Sylvain Reynard