Famous Volunteer Thank You Quotes & Sayings

In my divorce, I stood up and said to my ex-wife, 'Hey, I messed up. This had nothing to do with you. I didn't understand what marriage was. I cheated. I was wrong. We couldn't fix it; it got worse. I stepped away because I didn't want it to get any worse. You're the mother of my kids - I don't want to hate you.' — Kevin Hart

I learned a long time ago not to waste time analyzing why judges do the things they do. — John Grisham

I've got soul and I'm super bad. — James Brown

Laws change; people die; the land remains. — Abraham Lincoln

I think you're used to being observed but not really ... seen. — Christina Baker Kline

Has Solan addled your brain? — Carl Sargent

Sensual images of you are forever tangoing through my brain
maybe I can begin solidify them. At least they would be mine! - Matthew Sedon — Nick Bantock

My dream was to become a Rec League coach. That's what I wanted to do. I wanted to stay home, And help the kids out, And be a coach. — Kevin Durant

Everyone needs to find something they love to do - it's not about what they have to do. You need to make it fun! So if shopping is your love and you hate exercise, walk to the shops! — Irina Shayk

Respecting others' opinions doesn't mean being untrue to our own. — P. M. Forni

Flipping through the 'Toronto Star' one day in 2008, I noticed a piece about a phenomenal boxer from the Philippines who had won several different titles in several different weight divisions. Manny Pacquiao's rise from heart-crushing poverty to the top ranks of his sport was astounding. — Dan Hill

One cannot love his enemies just because he has been told to do so. He is able to love his enemies when his consciousness becomes the land of God and when he exists in this land. — Woo Myung

Love the player for who they are, not for what they can do for you. Kids see through the coach whose only concern is for himself. — Gordie Gillespie

Dream Song:

The heavens
Go with me. — Frances Densmore

That is just the way with Memory; nothing that she brings to us is complete. She is a willful child; all her toys are broken. I remember tumbling into a huge dust-hole when a very small boy, but I have not the faintest recollection of ever getting out again; and if memory were all we had to trust to, I should be compelled to believe I was there still. — Jerome K. Jerome