Gladhearted Quotes & Sayings

I ain't done nothing wrong, but love thy self. And harm other niggaz that wanna stop my health. — Ja Rule

As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. 'If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ' I said, 'your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.'

She shook her head but she did not move or touch me. — Jean Rhys

Nobody gets everything in this life. You decide your priorities and you make your choices. I'd decided long ago that any cake I had would be eaten. — Donald E. Westlake

Haven't you felt a peculiar sort of worry about the chair in your living room that no one sits in? — Nicholson Baker

But, in history, practical usefulness never determines the moral value of an achievement. Only the person who increases the knowledge humanity has about itself and enhances its creative consciousness permanently enriches humanity. — Stefan Zweig

Neither a problem nor a technicality, the triune being of God is the vital oxygen of Christian life and joy. — Michael Reeves

He's drop dead gorgeous and more popular than the Bieber. Well, at least before Beebs went off the rails and abandoned his poor monkey in a foreign country. We settle on the bed — Elle Kennedy

God loves us for ourselves. He values our love more than he values galaxies of new created worlds. — Aiden Wilson Tozer

What do you say to a man that by his own admission has now soul? Why would you say anything? — Cormac McCarthy

The gods need heroes. They always have. — Rick Riordan

I don't think that ambition should not be in the dictionary of entrepreneurs. But our ambition should be realistic. You have to realise that you can't do everything. — Mukesh Ambani

Nevertheless, ere long, the warm, warbling persuasiveness of the pleasant, holiday weather we came to, seemed gradually to charm him from his mood. For, as when the red-cheeked, dancing girls, April and May, trip home to the wintry, misanthropic woods; even the barest, ruggedest, most thunder-cloven old oak will at least send forth some few green sprouts, to welcome such gladhearted visitants; so Ahab did, in the end, a little respond to the playful allurings of that girlish air. More than once did he put forth the faint blossom of a look, which, in any other man, would have soon flowered out in a smile. — Herman Melville