Guardanapos Natal Quotes & Sayings

I now had to walk everywhere rather than just deciding to go places. I admit I was disappointed about that part, since being a ghost had made me quite lazy. Stupid living people with their walking and stepping! — Dennis Liggio

Be gentle, kind and loving to yourself. — Debasish Mridha

That's kind of what trust is, isn't it? A willful self-delusion. — Brandon Sanderson

All propaganda or popularization involves a putting of the complex into the simple, but such a move is instantly not constructive. For if the complex can be put into the simple, then it cannot be as complex as it seemed in the first place; and if the simple can be an adequate medium of such complexity, then it cannot after all be as simple as all that. — Terry Eagleton

If I ever see another Shakespeare production where somebody drives a Jeep on stage, I'm going to run screaming up the aisle. — Terry Teachout

There are seasons in every country when noise and impudence pass current for worth; and in popular commotions especially, the clamors of interested and factious men are often mistaken for patriotism. — Alexander Hamilton

America's greatness rests on far more than the power of our arms. Our greatness is also measured by our goodness, it's in the capacity of our minds, of our hearts, and it's in the strength of our democracy. — Howard Dean

That's the funny thing about running. The deceptive thing about it. It may seem mindless, but its really mental. If the minds strong, the body acts weak, even if its not. — Wendelin Van Draanen

I don't celebrate because I'm only doing my job. When a postman delivers letters, does he celebrate? — Mario Balotelli

No sapient could sustain happiness all of the time, just as no one could live permanently within anger, or boredom, or grief. — Becky Chambers

I do not deal with denizens of the lower planes, — R.A. Salvatore

(...) a course laid between the seed and the snare
marks of venerable syringes ordered
to excite the awareness of Transcendence
first and last harbour the disinfecting of exile
on the bridge no one, only me,
searching for approaches and testing traitor neurons
grading thoughts repenting in an incomprehensible tongue
and again attempting to show the splash-down of a world
which moves up and down within the walls of experience
a tragedy which travels unruffled
hell without sinners without return (...) — Dimitris Lyacos

For the most part fraud in the end secures for its companions repentance and shame. — Charles Simmons