Evgueni Nesterov Quotes & Sayings

I was born in a lovely white house with a garden. — Judy Garland

The least little bit can do so much. — Bob Ross

I'm chasing perfection. — Kobe Bryant

My music was too religious for the rock and roll stores and too rock and roll for the religious stores. — Larry Norman

This is so unfair to you. (Ryssa)
Life isn't about being fair. It's not about justice. It's all about endurance and how much we can suffer through. (Acheron) — Sherrilyn Kenyon

That glittering hope is immemorial and beckons many men to their undoing. — Euripides

They have been taught to labor," the Chicago Tribune editorialized in 1891. "They have been taught Christian civilization, and to speak the noble English language instead of some African gibberish. The account is square with the ex-slaves. — Anonymous

To achieve the highest accomplishments within the scope of our capabilities in all walks of life we must constantly strive to acquire strong, healthy bodies and develop our minds to the limits of our ability. — Joseph Pilates

I love playing and chatting with children ... feeding and putting them to bed with a little story, and being away from the family has troubled me throughout my ... life. i like relaxing at the house, reading quietly, taking in the sweet smell that comes from the pots, sitting around a table with the family and taking out my wife and children. when you can no longer enjoy these simple pleasures something valuable is taken away from your life and you feel it in your daily work. — Nelson Mandela

Its easy to find others in pitch darkness, but to find your own self in light is hardest task — Samar Sudha

But the horror that's destroying me today is less noble and more corrosive. It's a longing to be free of wanting to have thoughts, a desire to never have been anything, a conscious despair in every cell of my soul's body. It's the sudden feeling of being imprisoned in an infinite cell. Where can one think of fleeing, if the cell is everything? — Fernando Pessoa

Slowly the pale
dew-beads of light
lapped up from flowers
can thicken,
darken to gold:
honey of the human. — Denise Levertov