Haldor Quotes & Sayings

When I get hold of a book I particularly admire, I am so enthusiastic that I loan it to someone who never brings it back. — Edgar Watson Howe

Rationalism is false not because it seeks to express reality in rational mode, so far as this possible, but because it seeks to embrace the whole of reality in the realm of reason, as if the reason coincides with the very principle of things. — Osman Bakar

I grew up Jewish. I am Jewish. I went to an Episcopal high school. I went to a Baptist college. I've taken every comparative-religion course that was available. God? I have no idea. — Michael Eisner

It wasn't surprising - he knew it would happen eventually. He just hadn't thought it would be this secret that would separate them. He was unworthy of her for many reasons, reasons he'd hid like a coward. It wasn't a question of love, for Gabriel did not believe that she could ever love him. He was unlovable. — Sylvain Reynard

It is hard to see how a great man can be an atheist. Without the sustaining influence of faith in a divine power we could have little faith in ourselves. We need to feel that behind us is intelligence and love. Doubters do not achieve; skeptics do not contribute; cynics do not create. Faith is the great motive power, and no man realizes his full possibilities unless he has the deep conviction that life is eternally important, and that his work, well done, is a part of an unending plan. — Calvin Coolidge

Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely right as the sun starts to come up, you'll hear it. It's like the echo of birth; silence, followed by a gentle push, moans, and then the sloppy deluge of life. On good days I like it because it reminds me that I am alive. On bad days it makes me feel like dust. — Tiffanie DeBartolo

Wealth, in terms of dollars and so forth, could be counted up, because dollars were finite. It doesn't make any difference how many dollars you have-at a certain point you only have dollars. You start with finite, you end with finite. — Michael Nesmith

The smell of food made him realize how ravenous he was. There was hot bread and honey, a bowl of pease porridge, a skewer of roast onions and well-charred meat. He sat by the tray, pulled apart the bread with his hands, and stuffed some into his mouth. — George R R Martin