God Emperor Of The City Quotes & Sayings

I think my parents love that I want to do something a little different than what they do. — Dylan Penn

Since by the ordination of God I both am called and am Emperor of the Romans, in nothing but name shall I appear to be ruler if the control of the Roman city be wrested from my hands. — Frederick I, Holy Roman Emperor

Misunderstanding kills the person who
claimed it & scratches the mirror of
his life & leaves specks on his soul. — Behnam Rajabpoor

Thunderstorms were common in Sarantium on midsummer nights, sufficiently so to make plausible the oft-repeated tale that the Emperor Apius passed to the god in the midst of a towering storm, with lightning flashing and rolls of thunder besieging the Holy City. Even Pertennius of Eubulus, writing only twenty years after, told the story this way, adding a statue of the Emperor toppling before the bronze gates to the Imperial Precinct and an oak tree split asunder just outside the landward walls. Writers of history often seek the dramatic over the truth. It is a failing of the profession. — Guy Gavriel Kay

But, Catherine, everything's that true despite us - the things they're talking about, natural laws - will always remain true despite us. What matters is what's true because of us. That's what's up for grabs. That's where the battle is. One remembers and values one's life not for its objective truths, but for the emotional truths ... The only thing that's really true, that lasts, and makes life worthwhile is the truth that's fixed in the heart. That's what we live and die for. It comes in epiphanies, and it comes in love, and don't ever let frightened people turn you away from it. — Mark Helprin

The loss of wealth is loss of dirt, as sages in all times assert; The happy man's without a shirt. — John Heywood

There is only one road to human greatness: through the school of hard knocks. — Albert Einstein

I feel as if I'm always on the verge of waking up. — Fernando Pessoa

A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way. — Honore De Balzac