Gladiator 1992 Quotes & Sayings

If i start hate her, just because of this that she betrayed me ,Then i will betray to my Love. — Mohammed Zaki Ansari

God sometimes allows us to feel anger so we'll recognize when we're being mistreated. But even when we experience true injustices in our lives, we must not vent our anger in an improper way. — Joyce Meyer

We're trying to get to the bottom of where the picture came from, and we're trying to get to the bottom of what it's of and who it's of. — Anthony Weiner

Let's make a promise," he says. "To find each other." "How can we? We'll probably end up in different places." "I know." "And my name will be changed." "Mine too, maybe. But we can try." Carmine flops over, tucking his legs beneath him and stretching his arms, and both of us shift to accommodate him. "Do you believe in fate?" I ask. "What's that again?" "That everything is decided. You're just - you know - living it out." "God has it all planned in advance." I nod. "I dunno. I don't like the plan much so far." "Me either." We both laugh. — Christina Baker Kline

I am anti-Bush. A lot of what he stands for is the antithesis of what I stand for. — Jonathan Shapiro

My confidence allows me to do things my way and help people make a decision. People like the idea of me just being me. — Curtis Jackson

Right now, America looks like a fatheaded, shortsighted, gas-guzzling arrogant blowhard to the rest of the world. — James Patterson

One of the greatest acts of service you can do is to find someone who is secretly lonely and be a friend to them, if only for a day. — Dan Pearce

When we consider that each of us has only one life to live, isn't it rather tragic to find men and women, with brains capable of comprehending the stars and the planets, talking about the weather; men and women, with hands capable of creating works of art, using those hands only for routine tasks; men and women, capable of independent thought, using their minds as a bowling-alley for popular ideas; men and women, capable of greatness, wallowing in mediocrity; men and women, capable of self-expression, slowly dying a mental death while they babble the confused monotone of the mob? — Neil Gaiman