Gersten Hayward Quotes & Sayings

I couldn't imagine anything that could have made Coleman more of a mystery to me than this unmasking. Now that I knew everything, it was as though I knew nothing — Philip Roth

People rarely use advice. — James Cook

We learned that a former prisoner of war had more to teach us about what it takes to find a path to greatness than most books on corporate strategy. — James C. Collins

But this I can say for certain: though I did that cruel thing purposely, it was not an impulse from the heart, but camefrom my evil brain. This cruelty was so affected, so purposely made up, so completely a product of the brain, of books, that I could not even keep it up a minute
first I dashed away to avoid seeing her, and then in
shame and despair rushed after Liza. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

It's easy to understand why the most beautiful poems about England in the spring were written by poets living in Italy at the time. — Philip Dunne

I didn't go to art school. So, I never had this moment of taking time to actually learn how to make things and learn about art history and learn about people that came before me. — Agathe Snow

Selflessness implies fun. Its fun to be free. Freedom is inner stillness and not being haunted by your desires, your fears, your aggressive tendencies ... it's being cool. — Frederick Lenz

The only people who benefit from lawsuits are lawyers. I think we made a couple of them rich. — Gavin Rossdale

Beauty isn't just outer appearance. Beauty isn't just what your hair looks like, what your body looks like, how full your lips are, or how smooth your skin is. Beauty is so much more than people think. What really makes you beautiful is your inner beauty, Selena. You shine with your attitude, with your actions, yours words, and with your behavior. Outer beauty only gets attention, but inner beauty captures the heart. Remember: Beauty is ephemeral, but inner beauty remains forever. — Rose J. Bell

To me, faith is about trusting my instinct when logic tells me I'm an idiot. — Gina Rosati

And here is love
like a tinsmith's scoop
sunk past its glean
in the meal-bin
Sunlight — Seamus Heaney