Ghiselin De Busbecq Quotes & Sayings

Listening isn't just about being quiet.
It's about listening to -
What is Said,
What is Unsaid,
and
What is meant
With your Eyes, Ears and Heart — Drishti Bablani

This moment, this being, is the thing. My life is all life in little. The moon, the planets, pass around my heart. The sun, now hidden by the round bulk of this earth, shines into me, and in me as well. The gods and the angels both good and bad are like the hairs of my own head, seemingly numberless, and growing from within. I people the cosmos from myself, it seems, yet what am I? A puff of dust, or a brief coughing spell, with emptiness and silence to follow. — Alexander Eliot

The last thing I want to do is get togged up, go out and be polite. — Greg Wise

Unless you plan to out-rebound and out-shoot everyone you play, then you better learn to handle the ball. — Henry Iba

Sometimes the women much resent the men who call for war and have been known to rush upon them and beat them severely about the head and shoulders. — Peter Matthiessen

Of all the paths a man could strike into, there is, at any given moment, a best path .. A thing which, here and now, it were of all things wisest for him to do .. To find this path, and walk in it, is the one thing needful for him. — Thomas Carlyle

The Limeys want us in even with our hastily made plans and our half-trained and half-equipped troops. — Joseph Stilwell

If you could invite any fictional character to a picnic who would it be?" I instantly smile. Noah's random questions are definatley great ice-breakers. "Augustus Waters from The Fault In Our Stars." I say, "So i could bring him back to life." "Great Answer", Noah says "I'd bring that sappy guy from Twilight- So i could kill him. — Zoe Sugg

The streets of this town are broad, much broader than they need be, and there is a pallor of dust in the air. Empty lots here and there between the buildings have weeds growing in them. The sheet metal equipment sheds and water tower are like those of previous towns but more spread out. Everything is more run-down and mechanical-looking, and sort of randomly located. Gradually I see what it is. Nobody is concerned anymore about tidily conserving space. The land isn't valuable anymore. We are in a Western town. — Robert Pirsig