Dumebi Goes Quotes & Sayings

Don't want to slump over the oars. — James Genn

There is an old Yiddish phrase I find apropos - but not by choice: "Man plans, God laughs." I am a prime example. My life was pretty much laid out for me. I was a basketball star my entire childhood, destined to be an NBA player for the Boston Celtics. But in my very first preseason game, Big Burt Wesson slammed into me and ruined my knee. I tried gamely to come back, but there is a big difference between gamely and effectively. My career was over before I hit the parquet floor. I — Harlan Coben

Never say about anything, I have lost it, but only I have given it back. — Epictetus

My design is organic, I don't control architecture, I grow it — Marco Casagrande

If you don't place yourself where you could fail, you'd never have a place from where you'd succeed. — Dumebi Onwordi-Okonji

Every phenomenon of nature was a word, - the sign, symbol and pledge of a new, mysterious, inexpressible but all the more intimate union, participation and community of divine energies and ideas. — Johann Georg Hamann

The gigantic intellect, the envious temper, the ravenous ambition and the rotten heart of Daniel Webster. — John Quincy Adams

There was freedom of speech in this era," James Oliver reminds the gentle reader, "so long as you were prepared to pay for it at the end of a rope. — James A. Oliver

Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle,
Earth and high heaven are fixt of old and founded strong.
Think rather,
call to thought, if now you grieve a little,
The days when we had rest, O soul, for they were long.
Men loved unkindness then, but lightless in the quarry
I slept and saw not; tears fell down, I did not mourn;
Sweat ran and blood sprang out and I was never sorry:
Then it was well with me, in days ere I was born.
Now, and I muse for why and never find the reason,
I pace the earth, and drink the air, and feel the sun.
Be still, be still, my soul; it is but for a season:
Let us endure an hour and see injustice done.
Ay, look: high heaven and earth ail from the prime foundation;
All thoughts to rive the heart are here, and all are vain:
Horror and scorn and hate and fear and indignation
Oh why did I awake? when shall I sleep again? — A.E. Housman

If you own something you cannot give away, then you don't own it, it owns you. — Albert Schweitzer

So she laughed instead, squeezing him in her arms and wondering how she'd ever written romance novels without really understanding what love was. — Claire Kent