Ebberston Of The 1880s Quotes & Sayings

I usually always start with the jeans, which is weird because most guys, I would say, start with a shirt and build around the shirt. I always start with the jeans and I have so many jeans. I have an entire rack of just jeans. — Blake Michael

As long as we won't commit to knowing everything, the presumption is we know nothing ... he did not claim that God moves in mysterious ways. Instead he seemed to believe, as she did, though they never could have discussed it, that everything else is in motion while God does not move at all. God sits still, perfectly at rest, the silver dollar at the bottom of the well, the question. — Barbara Kingsolver

In general, what is written must be easy to read and easy to speak; which is the same. — Aristotle.

If you make anything a higher priority than God, you are worshiping it and not God. — Jim George

Why prove to a man he is wrong? Is that going to make him like you? Why not let him save his face? He didn't ask for your opinion. He didn't want it. Why argue with him? Always avoid the acute angle. — Dale Carnegie

Just look at your mind for a few minutes. You will see that it is like a flea, constantly hopping to and fro. You will see that thoughts arise without any reason, without any connection. Swept along by the chaos of every moment, we are the victims of the fickleness of our mind. — Sogyal Rinpoche

If you do the best you can, no matter how bad the situation, you probably are going to come out okay. — Helen Gurley Brown

Because I'm trying to notice, these days, when I'm making shit harder than it has to be. I'm trying to notice when there's something I want and I'm throwing obstacles up in front of it for no reason at all. — Robin York

Opposite the Half-Axe was the narrow-fronted entrance to a shop devoted to short lengths of rope and wooden poles a man and a half high. Tehol had no idea how such a specialized enterprise could survive, especially in this unravelled, truncated market, yet its door had remained open for almost six centuries, locked up each night by a short length of rope and a wooden pole. — Steven Erikson