Enfolds Crossword Quotes & Sayings

I was a competitive swimmer as a teenager, only stopping when I got persistent ear infections. Every day was a 6 A.M. start to swim before lessons, then choir or dance classes after. — Ella Eyre

Anybody can make hood music or club records, that's not hard. But can you make music that touch people's souls. That's what I was out to do. — Gorilla Zoe

The kingdom of God is his domain and territory where God rules as king — Sunday Adelaja

I was fortunate to work a lot, and I worked hard, and I was very devoted to that, and then I earned this jewel box of a life that I felt completely entitled to. — Julia Roberts

Home to a girl's most secret fantasy. I just hoped said fantasy had managed to find a t-shirt. — Natasha Boyd

The long road has drained me of all feelings and expectations. I don't feel a thing or expect anything now. — Mahmoud Darwish

If there really is a God who created the entire universe with all of its glories, and He decides to deliver a message to humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle. — Dave Barry

When Steve Wise told me that he intended to argue in court before a judge that an animal could be a "legal person," it seemed like a novel, possibly far-fetched idea, but the more I thought about it, the more I became intrigued. — Chris Hegedus

He was famous for holding meetings at which no one was allowed to sit down: he believed people reached decisions faster that way. The — Ken Follett

We in the light sometimes fear what is no more to be feared than the things children in the dark hold in terror and imagine will come true. — Lucretius

Billy's native arrogance might well have been a gift of miffed genes, then come to splendid definition through the tests to which a street like Broadway puts a young man on the make: tests designed to refine a breed, enforce a code, exclude all simps and gumps, and deliver into the city's life a man worthy of functioning in this age of nocturnal supremacy. Men like Billy Phelan, forged in the brass of Broadway, send, in the time of their splendor, telegraphic statements of mission: I, you bums, am a winner. And that message, however devoid of Christ-like other-cheekery, dooms the faint-hearted Scottys of the night, who must sludge along, never knowing how it feels to spill over with the small change of sassiness, how it feels to leave the spillover on the floor, more where that came from, pal. Leave it for the sweeper. — William Kennedy

[Bach is the] reason I became a musician — Glenn Gould