Guchi Quotes & Sayings

I enjoy playing with a big band occasionally, but it's too restricting; you really don't have a chance to stretch out and do what you want to do. Getting that thing of relating to a large band is great experience; I relate much better, though, if it's a small band. — Art Pepper

We are always immeasurably bigger than the little person we've too often doomed ourselves to be. — Craig D. Lounsbrough

Sometimes it hurts to lose things, to leave them behind. We can't really forget them, so they linger. A twinge here, a sharp reminder there. The things we gain from the loss puts perspective on that pain. We can try to bury the pain, mask it, ignore it. — Melissa Foster

Stress is basically a disconnection from the earth, a forgetting of the breath. Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency. Nothing is that important. Just lie down. — Natalie Goldberg

Failure is an event, not a person. Think of failure as 'it' and not 'me'. — Jeffrey Gitomer

Catelyn had never been so glad to see the twin tower badge of House Frey. — George R R Martin

The typical human brain can hold about seven pieces of new information for less than 30 seconds! — John Medina

I've taken you this far. I can take you that much farther. — Stephanie Perkins

These memories of former times do not awaken desire so much as sorrow
a vast, inapprehensible melancholy. Once we had such desires
but they return not. They are past, they belong to another world that is gone from us. They are completely lost to us. They arise no more; we are dead and they stand remote on the horizon, they are a mysterious reflection, an apparition that haunts us, that we fear and love without hope. They are unattainable and we know it.
And even if these scenes of our youth were given back to us, we would hardly know what to do. The tender, secret influence that passed from them into us could not rise again. We might remember and love them and be stirred by the sight of them. But it would be like gazing at the photograph of a dead comrade; those are his features, it is his face, and the days we spent together take on a mournful life in memory; but the man himself it is not. — Erich Maria Remarque

He could lose himself in the copper warmth of her eyes. Except, no, this wasn't losing himself. This was finding something precious. — Melissa Tagg

I'm smiling. I'm supposed to be a Black Witch and I'm smiling like a little kid. — Sally Green

Perhaps we cannot prevent this world from being a world in which children are tortured. But we can reduce the number of tortured children. — Albert Camus