Germaniova Quotes & Sayings

The new electronic independence re-creates the world in the image of a global village. — Marshall McLuhan

Success is nice, but it shouldn't be the only reason why you're a musician. — Chester Bennington

My happiest hours are those in which I think nothing, want nothing, when I do not even dream, but lose myself in some spurious vegetable torpor, moss growing on the surface of life. Without a trace of bitterness I savour my absurd awareness of being nothing, a mere foretaste of death and extinction. — Fernando Pessoa

Religious fanaticism and hatred are a world-devouring fire, whose violence none can quench. — Baha'u'llah

Sometimes shows suffer from having many cooks in the kitchen. — Nick Kroll

In the long run, every man will pay the penalty for this own misdeeds. — Epictetus

Certainly we should be very active in seeking God, and Jesus himself called us to 'ask, seek, knock' in order to find him. Yet those who enter a relationship with God inevitably look back and recognize that God's grace had sought them out, breaking them open to new realities. — Timothy Keller

Three rebellions ago, the air was fresher. The soft pasting noises of the rebel billposters remind us of Oklahoma, where everything is still the same. — Donald Barthelme

The great point guards make everybody else better. — Stephon Marbury

I have two vintage typewriters. One just about works and the other hasn't a hope in hell, bless it. But they're both beautiful, and they'll stay with me just as long as there's a roof over my head. — Matt Roper

The health of soil, plant, animal and man is one and indivisible. — Albert Howard

I guess some of us are just born with Tragedy in our blood — Richard Kelly

The world doesn't give peace, for it doesn't have any peace to give. It fights for peace, it negotiates for peace, it maneuvers for peace, but there is no ultimate peace in the world. But Jesus gives peace to those who put their trust in Him. — Billy Graham

And all was well. — Cornelia Funke

She wore an ivory-white dress and held the world in her eyes. I barely remember the
priest's words or the faces of the guests, full of hope, who filled the church on that March
morning. All that remains in my memory is the touch of her lips and, when I half opened
my eyes, the secret oath I carried with me and would remember all the days of my life. — Carlos Ruiz Zafon