Gospodina Quotes & Sayings

I feel like I'm calmer, I'm kinder, I'm more patient the more I do my own meditation. — Jim Yong Kim

I don't think people have an appreciation for the work that it takes to pull these missions off, like humans living on the space station continuously for 15 years. It is a huge army of hard-working people to make it happen. — Scott Kelly

The idea of modernity is beginning to lose its vitality. It is losing it because modernity is no longer a critical attitude but an accepted, codified convention. — Octavio Paz

Love isn't perfect. It's hard work and sometimes it's more effort to be in love than it is to just run away. If you keep looking for perfect, the real thing is going to pass right by you. — Jay Crownover

My specialty was baked potatoes with cheese melted over broccoli. I was also very good at melting cheese on bread. — Rachel Sklar

Another definition of modernity: conversations can be more and more completely reconstructed with clips from other conversations taking place at the same time on the planet. — Nassim Nicholas Taleb

A man of peace shall always live in peace, if all chances are given and only shall he stand to fight for his rights if peace and freedom isn't granted to him. — Auliq Ice

A man who doesn't drink is not, in my opinion, fully a man. — Anton Chekhov

Oh, it must be an epidemic,' the priest said; and his eyes were smiling behind his glasses. — Albert Camus

I dislike a picture that is too suave or too skilfully done. But, contrariwise, I also dislike a picture that looks too inept or blundering. — Robert Motherwell

And I just thought, this is what I want to be. And I knew that dancing would be my chosen profession. — Suzanne Farrell

The way you spend your time is a result of the way you see your time and the way you really see your priorities. — Stephen R. Covey

I was a vegetarian until I started leaning toward the sunlight. — Rita Rudner

What's this place called?' He told me and, on the instant, it was as though someone had switched off the wireless, and a voice that had been bawling in my ears, incessently, fatuously for days beyond number, had suddenly been cut short; an immense silence followed, empty at first, but gradually, as my outraged sense regained authority, full of a multitude of sweet and natural and long forgotten sounds: for he had spoken a name so familiar to me, a conjuror's name of such ancient power, that, at its mere sound, the phantoms of those haunted late years began to take flight. — Evelyn Waugh