Fixity Band Quotes & Sayings

Last year, I was sort of a kid and I was a little scared, I ain't scared any more. — Hank Aaron

Whatever the reason, too many are no longer willing to call evil by its name. There is no vision. And when there is no vision, the people perish. — Glenn Beck

No other city in the U.S. can divest the visitor of so much money with so little enthusiasm. In Dallas, they take away with gusto; in New Orleans, with a bow; in San Francisco, with a wink and a grin. In New York, you're lucky if you get a grunt. — Fletcher Knebel

this broken, anxious world is oozing with God. — Zachary Hayes

Maybe it's not about how long you've lived, or having the ability to hope, even when things seem hopeless. Maybe it's just about how much faith you have. — P.C. Cast

Our actions are in our own hands, but the consequences of them are not. Remember that, my dear, and think twice before you do anything. — Louisa May Alcott

Reluctantly Bastian's thoughts turned back to reality. He was glad the Neverending Story had nothing to do with that.
He didn't like books in which dull, cranky writers describe humdrum events in the very humdrum lives of humdrum people. Reality gave him enough of that kind of thing, why should he read about it? Besides, he couldn't stand it when a writer tried to convince him of something. And these humdrum books, it seemed to him, were always trying to do just that.
Bastian liked books that were exciting or funny, or that made him dream. Books where made-up characters had marvelous adventures, books that made him imagine all sorts of things.
Because one thing he was good at, possibly the only thing, was imagining things so clearly that he almost saw and heard them. — Michael Ende

Some people find it difficult to argue with a woman Prime Minister and shrivel up. — Douglas Hurd

volumes of Once Upon a Christmas Wish On SALE for only 99 cents each. — Samantha Bayarr

From the day we touched these stolen shores, he'd explain to anyone who'd listen, they infected our minds. They deployed their phrenologists, their backward Darwinists, and forged a false Knowledge to keep us down. But against this demonology, there were those who battled back. Universities scorned them. Compromised professors scoffed at their names. So they published themselves and hawked their Knowledge at street fairs, churches, and bazaars.
For their efforts, they were forgotten. Their great works languished out of print, while those they sought to save grew fat on integration and amnesia. — Ta-Nehisi Coates