Gorder In Neck Quotes & Sayings

Dear God, let me find calm in every situation. Let me look at others with pity instead of anger. Let me pray they make it through life's fog they've created for themselves and find you. In Jesus's name, amen. — Ron Baratono

People who lack confidence in their judgement lack confidence in themselves — Marie Kondo

At 14, I am an experiment. Inside, I am resurrected. I am in the middle of the kind of explosion of perspective that, in later years, I will pay a great deal of money to emulate in nightclubs, and at parties, in bathrooms
counting out tenners for pills in order to feel a tenth this remorseless, expanded, and inspired. — Caitlin Moran

Service is joy, Service is the kindness
Service is love, Service is the happiness — Debasish Mridha

What black men, women, children did in Albany at that time was heroic. They overcame a century of passivity, and they did it without the help of the national government. They learned that despite the Constitution, despite the promises, despite the political rhetoric of the government, whatever they accomplished in the future would have to come from them. — Howard Zinn

Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam,
His first best country ever is at home. — Oliver Goldsmith

You know that old joke about the guy who lives to be 104? The punch line goes something like 'If I knew I was gonna get this old, I'd have taken much better care of myself.' Well, guess what? We actually are living longer, and the time to start taking care of ourselves is right this minute. — Oprah Winfrey

rhyme jumped into Sienna's mind: Ring around the rosie. A pocketful of posies. Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. She used to recite the poem as a schoolgirl in England until she heard that it derived from the Great Plague of London in 1665. Allegedly, a ring around the rosie was a reference to a rose-colored pustule on the skin that developed a ring around it and indicated that one was infected. Sufferers would carry a pocketful of posies in an effort to mask the smell of their own decaying bodies as well as the stench of the city itself, where hundreds of plague victims dropped dead daily, their bodies then cremated. Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. Ring around the rosie. A pocketful of posies. Ashes, ashes. We all fall down. — Dan Brown

I think it's our unique product selection and the idea that everything we sell only can be purchased at Ikea. — Joseph Roth