Fataliteti Quotes & Sayings

Today the world changes so quickly that in growing up we take leave not just of youth but of the world we were young in. — Peter Medawar

When the world around you is falling to pieces. Invite yourself into a new world that you have invented and can't be touched. — Jan Hellriegel

Thanks to the growing strength of environmental organizations, there will always be some back country to provide us with a touch of wonder and a breath of fresh air. — Wallace Stegner

In every jurisdictional area that I can get my fingers on, I want to move us away from the Washington insider economy. — Jeb Hensarling

It's a vice to trust all, and equally a vice to trust none. — Seneca The Younger

But, standing in the fading golden sunlight now, I can feel some of the scars of the summer stabbing over. I can feel the promise of a new beginning. — Aimee Friedman

The area of the Church stands in the world, as outwardly the Church stands in the village or in a city, beside the school, the cinema and the railway station. The Church's language cannot aim at being an end in itself. It must be made clear that the Church exists for the sake of the world, that the light is shining in the darkness. — Karl Barth

What is really scary is running naked inside yourself, revealing the real you. — Wes Adamson

I can never be the hero now. You have to be young and all that stuff. I used to be the hero. — Michael Caine

Extremes produce reaction. Beware that our boasted civilization does not lapse into barbarism. — Antoine Rivarol

There is no knowledge without risk taking. — Terence McKenna

Even war gods fear their wives, then, Sigurd reflected sourly. 'She is already warping my ear for taking three sons into the same fight,' Harald went on. 'If I took you too she would make what you did to Olaf look like a kiss on the cheek.' He frowned. 'Look now! Her eyes are into us like cat's claws. — Giles Kristian

Be serious. Life hurts. Reflect what hurts. I don't mean that you can't also be funny, or have fun, but at the end of the day, stories are about what you lose. — John Irving

In her bones, this may still be her country. But she will not touch it with her hands the way I do, trying to lyricize the filth and the decay. — Gary Shteyngart