Etabli Pliant Quotes & Sayings

The most intense patriotism always flourishes in the rear. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

This was one lesson that the war taught me - that every event in time presents opportunities that are recognizable only to those with enough sensibility to see them, that it is possible to thrive in adversity in the needs of the rulers are pandered to. — F. Sionil Jose

Unless life hands you sugar and water... Your lemonade is going to suck. — Anonymous

I spoke to a million in one service, in Korea, in Seoul. And that was the largest audience I ever have had. — Billy Graham

Everything hurts. He can barely lie still. He feels caught. He wants to run, but where? He feels certain he will always remain like this - trapped within his own body, his own mind. The emotional pain is so strong, it becomes physical. He feels it knotting and twisting inside him, ready to crush him, suffocate him. He is losing his grip, he is losing his mind. He thought he had it all back under control, but suddenly nothing makes sense any more. Does anyone else know what it's like to be stuck somewhere between dead and alive? I't s a half-world of incoherent pain where emotions you put on ice start slowly thawing again. A place where everything hurts, where your mind is no longer strong enough to force your feelings back into hibernation. — Tabitha Suzuma

I love profanity, but I think if it's used too much, it just sounds a little trashy. I think it's more effective when it's dropped intelligently. I like intelligent profanity. — Katie Aselton

If Giggs was French, Pires or myself would have been on the bench. — Zinedine Zidane

So long as you can sweeten another's pain, life is not in vain. — Helen Keller

My nickname for my mom was 'The Compass.' — Dane Cook

I don't get really inspired the way some people do, buzzing with ideas - it feels like hard work to me ... but once I get hooked into the universe of a particular work it becomes almost like an aesthetic addiction. — Shaun Tan

There might be symphonies of perfume, Mozarts of musk. Novelists might construct nasal narratives, versifiers sonnets of scent. Sculpture would entail subtleties of shape that only fingers trained through hundreds of millions of years of tactile evolution could discriminate. — Richard Fortey