Great Referral Quotes & Sayings

I think it's ridiculous to try to sell records to teenagers, because teenagers don't buy my records. And there ain't that many teenagers out there in the marketplace. — John Mellencamp

Sure Man was born to meditate on things, And to contemplate the eternal springs Of God and Nature, glory, bliss and pleasure: That life and love might be his eternal treasure. — Thomas Traherne

Silence has never brought us anything of worth. — Audre Lorde

The belief that we can rely on shortcuts to happiness, joy, rapture, comfort, and ecstasy, rather than be entitled to these feelings by the exercise of personal strengths and virtues, leads to legions of people who, in the middle of great wealth, are starving spiritually. — Martin Seligman

I can't play guitar, but I can sure make it howl. — John Lennon

In my stories I can kiss the girls I want to kiss and punch the girls I want to punch. Nobody pays a price for it. — Etgar Keret

As a combat veteran, I know the cost of war. — Tulsi Gabbard

Every time we forget to breathe or our minds wander or we're hijacked by feelings or sensations, we gently bring ourselves back to the breath, again and again. — Sharon Salzberg

If something

goes wrong, accuse yourself first. Don't be like Pharaoh chopping off the heads

of innocent babies, when the enemy he is looking for, Moses, was in his own house. — Jalaluddin Rumi

If we were all as wise as we should be, we would have no stories to tell — Freeman Wills Croft

I don't write for publishers, certainly not for critics, and not for readers, But I am delighted that so many people have found my books enjoyable and want to continue to read them. — Jean M. Auel

Jesus, of course, had this capacity to see truly. For example, Saint John tells us, "Jesus did not want to entrust himself to them because he knew what was in every heart" (John 2:24). Such intuitive and perceptive knowledge is the nature of discernment. — Henri J.M. Nouwen

But I hate being a grandfather. It's indecent. In my mind's eye, I'm still twenty-five. Thirty-three max. Certainly not sixty-seven, reeking of decay and dashed hopes. My breath sour. My limbs in dire need of a lube job. And now that I've been blessed with a plastic hip-socket replacement, I'm no longer even biodegradable. Environmentalists will protest my burial. — Mordecai Richler

If I'm in a rotten mood, I stay in and watch television. — Cilla Black