Duijvestein Winter Quotes & Sayings

Yes, I have heard something curious on that score sir, how that a dismasted man never entirely loses the feeling of his old spar, but it will still be pricking him at time. — Herman Melville

True love is something, so very true and very rare to find. So, if you ever find such a thing. Treat it as if it were some treasure. Because, once you find such a thing and set free; it will not ever return. So, treat it as if its your most precious gift ... — Jynnette L. Miller

No powers determine our lives more completely than those we think we have under our control. I — Stanley Hauerwas

He was wooing me. And I was letting him woo. I wanted the woo. I deserved the woo. I needed the wow that would surely follow the woo, but for now, the woo? It was whoa. — Alice Clayton

Development is only necessary to rectify the ignorance of designers — Keith Duckworth

There will never be another now -
I'll make the most of today.
There will never be another me -
I'll make the most of myself. — Helen Keller

The tongue's the sole muscle in your body that's attached at only one end. — Jill Shalvis

Failure's not a bad thing. It builds character. It makes you stronger. — Billy Dee Williams

Your decisions determine where you will or will not be in later days to come. Rise up and direct them well! — Israelmore Ayivor

Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons. — James Russell Lowell

Everyone knows how to talk, and no one knows what to say. — Nick Hornby

Yes, the jury was now out. Verdict: Mom liked Max for certain. — Kristen Ashley

The first responsibility of the Muslim is as teacher. That is his job, to teach. His first school, his first classroom is within the household. His first student is himself. He masters himself and then he begins to convey the knowledge that he has acquired to the family. The people who are closest to him. — H. Rap Brown

Mr. Micawber pressed my hand, and groaned, and afterwards shed tears. I was greatly touched, and disappointed too, for I had expected that we should be quite gay on this happy and long-looked-for occasion. But Mr. and Mrs. Micawber were so used to their old difficulties, I think, that they felt quite shipwrecked when they came to consider that they were released from them. All their elasticity was departed, and I never saw them half so wretched as on this night; insomuch that when the bell rang, and Mr. Micawber walked with me to the lodge, and parted from me there with a blessing, I felt quite afraid to leave him by himself, he was so profoundly miserable. — Charles Dickens

And I thanked mi papa who'd always said to me that we, los Indios, the Indians, were like the weeds. That roses you had to water and giver fertilizer or they'd die. But weeds, indigenous plants, you gave them nada-nothing; hell you even poisoned them and put concrete over them, and those weeds would still break the concrete, — Victor Villasenor