Galamb Szat Quotes & Sayings

How soon will time cover all things. — Marcus Aurelius

The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul. — Robert Wyland

When students and liberals initially occupied Tahrir Square, it looked like it might be a passing thing. — Richard Engel

A lot of times when songwriters get together and write a song ... somebody will come in with a hook and a lot of times they come out with something that sounds a little crafty. — Alan Jackson

See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! — Alexander Pope

Miseram pacem vel bello bene mutari. Even war is preferable to a shameful peace. — Tacitus

The use of the birds was now very limited. "Bandefin!" Princess — Timothy Bond

He stood over her for as long as he could endure the cold, long enough for the boy tending the dead to pass twice on fingertips and toes. The boy's self-appointed mission was to keep all of their eyes closed, the dead. Otherwise he couldn't sleep, the boy. But he never did anyway, as far as the Agent could tell. Any hour, there he'd be, scuttling from body to body under his calf robe.

Many nights when the Agent locked his door, it wasn't to keep the Piegan from stealing his tins and blankets, but to keep the boy's hands from covering his own eyes. — Stephen Graham Jones

Internal conviction drives external action. — Todd Stocker

To fill the hour - that is happiness, to fill the hour and leave no crevice for a repentance or an approval. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Stay at the center of your being without allowing your attention to become distracted by sensory stimulation. Be still and let your true nature manifest and shine through. — Ilchi Lee

The bear, which by now was as large as the cathedral on Catherine's canal, rose on its hind legs like a dancing bear in a street market. For a moment the sun was blotted out by its size, and then it fell. As it fell, it came apart. It disintegrated. It fell like brown snow, but each flake was a person. The bear had been one hundred thousand people, and now the people came to earth, tumbling into the snowy streets of the city and picking themselves up, laughing at it all. Far from being hurt, they realised that they felt strong. But, like the bear, they felt hungry. They ran through the streets, swarming like bees, joining others who had emerged when the sun had. It was chaos. — Marcus Sedgwick

Don't follow your passion, but always bring it with you. — Mike Rowe