Eagle Tail Bucktail Quotes & Sayings

My impression, is that prayer is one of the most basic forms of magic. That it's harnessing the powers of your mind. — Boyd Rice

she thought of the mix of kids in her class and in Melissa's and she knew that the future could be bright. No one had tried to say she didn't have a right to be in that school, or acted interested in who her ancestors were, but they had been interested in who she was and where she had moved from. They wanted to know what she did and wore and liked. — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode

Hi, Lloyd," he said. "A little slow tonight, isn't it?" Lloyd — Stephen King

Crowds exhibit a docile respect for force, And are but slightly impressed by kindness, Which for them is scarcely other than a form of weakness. Their sympathies have never been bestowed upon easy going masters, but the tyrants who vigorously oppressed them. It is to these latter that they always erect the loftiest statues. It is true that they willingly trample on the despot whom they have stripped of his power, but it is because having lost his power he resumes his place among the feeble who are to be despised because they are not to be feared. The type of hero dear to a crowd will always have the semblance of a Caesar, His insignia attract them, His authority overawes them, and his sword instils them with fear. — Gustave Le Bon

If you live in Fear, Success will disappear.-RVM — R.v.m.

Just get it right, "it is not too late to dream". You can do it now! This very moment, I mean right now! Let's begin! — Israelmore Ayivor

Do you love her" Wulfgar asked suddenly, and the drow was off his guard.
"Of course I do," Drizzt responded truthfully. "As I love you, and Bruenor, and Regis."
"I would not interfere-" Wulfgar started to say, but he was stopped by Drizzt's chuckle.
"The choice is neither mine nor yours," the drow explained, "but Catti-brie's. Remember, what you had, my friend, and remember what you, in your foolishness, nearly lost."
Wulfgar looked long and hard at his dear friend, determined to heed that wise advice. Catti-brie's life was Catti-brie's to decide and whatever, or whomever, she chose, Wulfgar would always be among friends.
The winter would be long and cold, thick with snow and mercifully uneventful. Things would not be the same between the friends, could never be after all they had experienced, but they would be together again, in heart and in soul. Let no man, and no fiend, ever try to separate them again! — R.A. Salvatore

It was about a girl who helps an ugly old woman who turns out to be a good fairy in disguise. Inner values versus shallow appearances. — Connie Willis

I've always found Mr. Disney to be somewhat of a shy person, a kid at heart. — Annette Funicello

Once coach I felt really connected with was Lions coach Jim Schwartz. I told him I didn't want to leave the meeting because I liked talking to him. He was very genuine. — Rahim Moore

'Cause I can make more money going in and doing my recordings and selling them through my entities that I have, rather than going to a record co. and them release a record and pay me 5 percent of what they make off it. — Mickey Gilley

Living with the immediacy of death helps you sort out your priorities in life. It helps you to live a less trivial life. — Sogyal Rinpoche

And he had found out that if he wanted to fly, he first had to jump. — Nina George

Eric Clapton is my dream guitarist. — Carole King

Rocco was gripped with the panic he often experienced around her, around himself. He seemed to be both here now and simultaneously five years in the future looking back at this moment, at the loss of this moment. He was always sliding past the nowness of being with her, throwing himself at her like a cranked-up insincere clown for an exhausting fifteen minutes a day or getting cozy with booze in order to achieve the proper mood, and from the time she was born he had felt he was on his deathbed, remembering with regret how skittish and slippery his time with her had been. Had been, as if she were a hard thirty-seven and divorced instead of a two-year old baby, as if he were eighty-six and senile instead of forty-three and slightly overweight. — Richard Price