Frydman Nieruchomosci Quotes & Sayings

I have learned that what I have not drawn I have never really seen, and that when I start drawing an ordinary thing, I realize how extraordinary it is, sheer miracle. — Frederick Frank

You were many wonderful things to many people before you met him
don't let this one event define who you are. — Mary Esselman

If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings. — Nayyirah Waheed

Always plan ahead, Lini used to say, but worry too hard over next year, and you can trip over tomorrow. — Robert Jordan

It is all too easy to give ourselves over to the traumas of the past -- allowing pain to define us. There is a medicine for that -- hope and perseverance. Light brings light. And no matter what we face there is one thing we can control: our outlook. It's not about ignoring the pain, or mindlessly believing things will simply be better -- it's about finding the joy in participating. And when the weight of the past pulls us low we must find the strength to release it ... and finally give ourselves permission to start over. — Rick Remender

I knew I would be able to come back from the injury 100 percent. — Sue Bird

So your husband's home with the little ones? - it'll be good for him, let him see what it's like with kids all day, right? men never understand until you ask them to do it and then they say, Well, the kids only act like this with me, it has to be much easier when you're with them, isn't that the truth? They're really thinking, You can't possibly put up with this day after day, can you? — Alice McDermott

Further, accentuating all these difficulties and making them harder to bear is the world's notorious indifference. It does not ask people to write poems and novels and histories; it does not need them. It does not care whether Flaubert finds the right word or whether Carlyle scrupulously verifies this or that fact. Naturally, it will not pay for what it does not want. And so the writer, Keats, Flaubert, Carlyle, suffers, especially in the creative years of youth, every form of distraction and discouragement. — Virginia Woolf

Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,Raged at his breast, gulped and died,Do not weep.War is kind. — Stephen Crane

My heart is mute--my heart is mute — Charlotte Bronte