Fostiima Quotes & Sayings

There are three categories of people in America: those who are afraid, those who don't know enough to be afraid, and those who know their Bibles. — Adrian Rogers

Whatever America hopes to bring to pass in the world must first come to pass in the heart of America. — Dwight D. Eisenhower

Cowards don't make history, brave people do. — Matshona Dhliwayo

If you believe the journalists, he's the single wealthiest individual, period. As rich as some zaibatsu. But there's the catch, really: is he an individual? In the sense that you are, or I am? No. — William Gibson

By virtue of believing in a Supreme Being one embraces certain mysteries. — Robert Vaughn

His kiss burned hotter, coaxed harder than it had done earlier and she responded in kind. Her arms crept higher. Up and up again, she allowed her fingers to wander, over the broad expanse of his chest and along the strong and solid column of his neck. She fulfilled the fantasies of a thousand nights when she slid her fingers home - into the thick, silken strands of his hair. — Deb Marlowe

Yiddish for gall, nerve, arrogance-whatever — Howard Fast

Making a movie where the central character is a horse was a challenge. Because I'm scared of riding. I was thrown as a kid. One of my daughters is a competitive jumper, we live with horses, we have stables on our property. But I don't ride. I observe, and I worry. — Steven Spielberg

Behind its blue face, the love of the sky shines in the gleam of stars. — Anu Lal

The greatest formula that can liberate, cleanse and elevate the mind is Rama-Name, the Name of Rama. — Sathya Sai Baba

Good fiction is about asserting the beauties of the world, inventing a new, positive thing. Where am I going to get that? And it should be original; it should not be cliched. So the way I looked at history was not to accuse it of failure. — Orhan Pamuk

Be as affronted as you please, just don't volunteer anything. If you see what appears to be an opening in debate, remember that it was ingeniously laid down in front of you by Bolingbroke as coquettes drop handkerchiefs at the feet of men they would ensnare. — Neal Stephenson

The Louvre is the book in which we learn to read. — Paul Cezanne