Fran Kubelik Quotes & Sayings

Compassion brings fulfillment to the heart. Selfish desires simply agitate the heart. — Radhanath Swami

Raising parent awareness on how to support their students to be safe, responsible and discerning users of technology continues to be a challenge. — Susan Mann

I NEVER lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod;
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!
Angels, twice descending,
Reimbursed my store.
Burglar, banker, father,
I am poor once more! — Emily Dickinson

Elegance is not about being noticed, it's about being remembered. — Habeeb Akande

A man without a vote is in this land like a man without a hand. — Henry Ward Beecher

God gave you the art to talk and you will just ignore it like these? — Deyth Banger

My son . . . guilt, in proper measure, can be a useful emotion. However, when indulged to excess it becomes self-defeating, and even worse, tedious. — Lisa Kleypas

How vain it seems to write, when one knows how to feel
how much more near and dear to sit beside you, talk with you, hear the tones of your voice ... Give me strength, Susie, write me of hope and love, and of hearts that endure ... — Emily Dickinson

Do not feed your motives, just feed the bears. — Anthony Liccione

My colleague deciphered some bits of the writing on the wolf-totem jar. He found a smattering of words and phrases that spoke of death and destruction. Nothing more."
"So basically a waning label," Painter said.
Kowalski frowned, "Why didn't they just slap it with a skull and crossbones to begin with? It would've saved everyone a bunch of trouble. — James Rollins

Lora ... Her name was a tormented whisper as he kissed her harder, fiercer than before, as if he was starving for the taste of her mouth. She twisted in his arms, not trying to get away but to work her arms free ... She managed to push them up through his crushing hold and lock them around his neck. He groaned deep in his throat, and she groaned too in protest as his mouth suddenly left hers. He was looking down at her, his breathing heavy, a wild glitter in his eyes. Lora lifted one hand from the corded nape of his neck and lightly stroked the rough, wet edges of his hair. — Karen Robards

While the everlasting pleasure, that did full On Beatrice shine, with second view From her fair countenance my gladden'd soul Contented; vanquishing me with a beam Of her soft smile, she spake: Turn thee, and list. These eyes are not thy only Paradise. — Dante Alighieri

The trouble is that all the investigators proceeded in exactly the same spirit, the spirit that is of scientific curiosity, and with no possibility of telling whether the issue of their work would prove them to be fiends, or dreamers, or angels. — Robert Strutt, 4th Baron Rayleigh

More and more I'm seeing motherhood as a marathon of endurance, not a sprint to the next stage of life. — Stacey Thacker

Let the die be cast.
[Lat., Jacta alea esto; or, jacta esa alea.) — Suetonius