Eestimaa Luuletused Quotes & Sayings

My Dad is everywhere and he is nowhere. My world tilts on a different axis, orbiting the sun of my own family- but still, I feel his warmth. — Elisabeth Egan

I'm just very amused by five-year-old humor. — Kesha

There were so many specific things from high school jazz band that I remembered: the conductor searching out people who were out of tune, or stopping and starting me for hours in front of the band as they watched. — Damien Chazelle

Learn diligence before speedy execution. — Leonardo Da Vinci

I had a great deal of confidence when I graduated from Berkeley. I had almost none when I was at Princeton. After a while, when people tell you you can't do something because you're a woman, you begin to believe maybe they're right. — Margaret Geller

I think a lot of people think because I was getting the divorce, that was really the catalyst for gaining so much weight. — Valerie Bertinelli

I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part of God. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

But I am well aware of the excuse which men, ever ingenious in devising mischief to themselves as well as others, offer in extenuation of their conduct in going to war. They allege, that they are compelled to it; that they are dragged against their will to war. I answer them, deal fairly; pull off the mask; throw away all false colours; consult your own heart, and you will find that anger, ambition, and folly are the compulsory force that has dragged you to war, and not any necessity; unless indeed you call the insatiable cravings of a covetous mind, necessity" ' The Complaint of Peace — Erasmus

And he would never have instructed her to tell his past self such a story and expected himself to believe it. — Karen Marie Moning

I would hope that we could have this in an adult fashion and stop demagogueing the issue anytime you talk about any substantive reforms that will actually save social security and save Medicare and save the system from imploding on itself. — Ben Quayle

As for my damned literature, God knows what a business it is, grinding along without a scrap of inspiration or a note of style. But it has to be ground, and the mill grinds exceeding slowly though not particularly small ... The treadmill turns; and, with a kind of desperate cheerfulness, I mount the idle stair. — Robert Louis Stevenson