Fujii Fumiya Quotes & Sayings

Rainbow of happiness is the byproduct of your inner sunshine, after the rain of sorrows. — Vikrmn

I lived in England to learn English. When I went to England for the first time, it was like being on the Moon. I had no friends, I couldn't speak the language. I was very isolated. — Jean Alesi

Was he proud that you became a soldier?" "No, it hurt him deeply. He was very angry with me, in his own silent, simmering way. "During the war I did what was expected of me when I pulled on the uniform. I can see now that he was afraid that was what would happen to me. — S.R. Wilsher

I've achieved a certain amount of success and now I'm thinking about the good things I can do. — Lori Greiner

Her shoulders never shook. No tears streamed down her face. The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see - the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. — Katie McGarry

I've been working on 'The New York Times' crossword puzzle on the subway. I can make it until about Wednesday. — Eddie Kaye Thomas

The Wall was his, the night was dark, and he had a king to face. — George R R Martin

There seems to be a vast amount of confusion in the Western world concerning these matters, but love and sexual activity are not synonymous: Only by becoming inhuman can the human being pretend that they are. The mare is not obliged to love the stallion, nor is the bull required to love the cow. They are doing what comes naturally. — James Baldwin

Private enterprise in cricket might not be regarded as the last word, and ultimate state direction would not do it any harm. — Manny Shinwell, Baron Shinwell

Sometimes you gotta fail in order to succeed — Sampson Davis

Our friends should be companions who inspire us, who help us rise to our best. — Joseph B. Wirthlin

Yesterday evening Mrs. Arundel insisted on my going to the window, and looking at the glorious sky, as she called it. Of course I had to look at it. She is one of those absurdly pretty Philistines to whom one can deny nothing. And what was it? It was simply a very second-rate Turner, a Turner of a bad period — Oscar Wilde