Gosiengfiao Residence Quotes & Sayings

We do not claim that the portrait we are making is the whole truth, only that it is a resemblance. — Victor Hugo

I remember John walking on and starting to play, and my mouth sort of dropped open in disbelief at the power of the playing coming across the stage - and the technique! I've never, ever seen another drummer play quite the way he did. — Cozy Powell

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. — Mother Teresa

Being poor is only romantic in books. — Sidney Sheldon

You don't appreciate home until you leave it and, let me tell you, you can't appreciate life till you've almost left it! Some people hope and die with their song still in them. I used to think that happiness resulted when my earnings matched my yearnings! But not anymore! — Patsy Cline

Christianity is a very historical religion - it makes specific claims that are open to testing. — Lee Strobel

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Psalm 46:1 — Dee Henderson

We call 'Ain't No Mountain' the golden egg that landed us at Motown. — Nickolas Ashford

Aviation in air, in water and in spirit. Its laws are different in all three cases. The spirit soars the more it weighs and sinks into itself. The heavier the spirit, the higher and farther it flies. — Cesar Vallejo

As the wind howled on, and the sea leaped, and the ship groaned and dived, and yet steadfastedly shot her red hell further and further into the blackness of the sea and the night, and scornfully champed the white bone in her mouth, and viciously spat round her on all sides; then the rushing Pequod, freighted with savages, and laden with fire, and burning a corpse, and plunging into that blackness of darkness seemed the material counterpart of her monomaniac commander's soul. — Herman Melville

The man in the shop peered disapprovingly at Evie through the glass. She pumped her arms and legs up and down in imitation of a marching band, gave the man a salute, and continued her meandering walk to the museum. — Libba Bray