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Gosdin Park Quotes By William P. Leahy

Others don't want to listen to viewpoints that members of the church have. — William P. Leahy

Gosdin Park Quotes By Karen Foxlee

Everything that she saw glowing during the day seemed tarnished beside the light that was at the heart of the evening. the bleached color of things replaced by a beauty that stole into everything. the pale yellow leaves grew golden. The white gems opened up their hearts and shone. — Karen Foxlee

Gosdin Park Quotes By George C. Marshall

The United States should do whatever it is able to do to assist in the return of normal economic health in the world, without which there can be no political stability and no assured peace. — George C. Marshall

Gosdin Park Quotes By James Madison

Every word decides a question between power and liberty. — James Madison

Gosdin Park Quotes By Barbara Oakley

Focus on the process (the way you spend your time) instead of the product (what you want to accomplish). — Barbara Oakley

Gosdin Park Quotes By William Glasser

The more a person perceives that he/she is loved, the less they will interfere with the lives of others. — William Glasser

Gosdin Park Quotes By Anais Nin

The more hunger, the greater the desires, like those of men in prison, wild and haunting. So we had here a perfect world in which to grow the flower of eroticism. Of course, if you get too hungry, too continuously, you become a bum, a tramp. — Anais Nin

Gosdin Park Quotes By Jerry Saltz

Calling a young artist 'great' these days can give one the heebie-jeebies: The word has been denatured in the past decade. — Jerry Saltz

Gosdin Park Quotes By Victor Hugo

A wretched woman is more unfortunate than a wretched man, because she is an instrument of pleasure. — Victor Hugo

Gosdin Park Quotes By Ashfaq Saraf

My mother sang me a lullaby,
my mother had not slept for a while,
her hands the same: craggy and agile.
the wooden ceiling emanated the same tie:
sulky fumes of disdain.
We were never given to forgetfulness,
We were occupied. — Ashfaq Saraf