Formalitys Quotes & Sayings

I've been riding on the crest of a slump lately. — Tom Waits

It's a strange paradox that a man gifted with too many talents can fritter them all away without developing a single one to its full. — Wilbur Smith

Brazil has rediscovered itself, and this rediscovery is being expressed in its people's enthusiasm and their desire to mobilize to face the huge problems that lie ahead of us. — Luiz Inacio Lula Da Silva

I write in English. My first album came out in Italy, and I toured and did gigs. — Violante Placido

Despair is deep. An abyss that swallows dreams. A wall at the world's end. Behind it I await death. Because all our work has come to this. — Catherine Fisher

I have often been downcast but never in despair; I regard our hiding as a dangerous adventure, romantic and interesting at the same time. In my diary, I treat all the privations as amusing. — Anne Frank

Some people are scared of dying. Never be afraid to die. Because you're born to die. — Walter Breuning

If I'm in a corner, I like my corner. It's the coolest corner I've ever been in. — Kerry King

One pain is lessened by another's anguish ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die. — William Shakespeare

These possessions of a simpleton being the three I choose and cherish: to care, to be fair, to be humble. — Laozi

For underlying all philosophies and all religions are the facts of the human soul, which may ultimately be the arbiters of truth and error. — C. G. Jung

Emotions often must be portrayed from an inner feeling, of course, but I had a double advantage because I was learning to direct my as-yet expressionless feelings as well as gaining an ability to express emotion by a very conscious manipulation of my muscles. — Jane Greer

It's difficult for me to trust a woman. Men are attracted to beautiful women. Women are attracted to men who offer security - financial security. And if you have money and you're famous, women find that sexy. — Curtis Jackson

It cannot be right to be the slave of one's household gods, and I protest that if my furniture ever annoyed me by wanting to be dusted when I wanted to be doing something else, and there was no one to do the dusting for me, I would cast it all into the nearest bonfire and sit and warm my toes at the flames with great contentment, triumphantly selling my dusters to the very next pedlar who was weak enough to buy them. Parsons — Elizabeth Von Arnim