Gatwick Quotes & Sayings

Then very faintly, he heard above his head the low familiar murmur of the sea outside. At once the comfortable noise made him cheerful, and he even remembered what they were supposed to be. — Susan Cooper

If you don't have kids and animals, you don't truly know what life is about. — Sandra Bullock

To grant thought causal efficacy is not to invoke a disembodied mental state — Albert Bandura

I haven't shaken my fists at the moon. — Ian Dury

My own feeling is that one should refuse to participate in any activity that implements American aggression - thus tax refusal, draft refusal, avoidance of work that can be used by the agencies of militarism and repression, all seem to me essential. — Noam Chomsky

Because think how we'll feel in the morning. Think how much worse it will be pretending that we don't mean anything to each other in front of everyone else after we've spent the night together, even if all we do is sleep. It's like having just a little bit of a drug - it only makes you want more. — Cassandra Clare

To talk well and eloquently is a very great art, but that an equally great one is to know the right moment to stop. — Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

But merely accepting authoritarian truth, even if that truth has some virtue, does not bring skepticism to an end. To blindly accept a truth one has never reflected upon retards the advance of reason. Our world rots in deceit ... Just as a tree bears the same fruit year after year and at the same time fruit that is new each year, so must all permanently valuable ideas be continually created anew in thought. But our age pretends to make a sterile tree bear fruit by tying fruits of truth onto its branches. — Albert Schweitzer

There are just three things that you can do with Money:
save, give, or invest. Somehow in here in America, with all our creativity, we have invented a fourth use for money:
we can squander it — Celso Cukierkorn

Bound by custom or unique by choice. — Margaret McHeyzer

I was at Gatwick and I was a mess: breathlessly excited, horribly nervous and hoping, praying, that this might be it. That the man who was belted up preparing for touchdown would be the man I would spend the next sixty years picking up from airports, missing him, loving him, feeding him and, all things going well, having a fair bit of sex with him. — Lucy Robinson