Happy 8th Birthday Son Quotes & Sayings

Poetry is like an innocent young maiden who is extremely beautiful, and whom many other maidens, who are the other fields of knowledge, are careful to enrich, polish, and adorn, and she must be served by all of them. Her alchemy is such that the person who knows how to treat her will turn her into purest gold of inestimable value ... she should not be allowed in the company of scoundrels or the ignorant mob incapable of knowing or appreciating the treasures that lie within her. — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

It is always better to do the right thing. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Francois Truffaut was my godfather on 'Sugar Cane Alley.' He believed in me and in that story, and told everyone that it should be made. — Euzhan Palcy

Too many have fled this moment for yesterday or tomorrow, dreaming of a time and place they would rather be. To what result? Those who are alive but who are in a sense living in a different time from now are ghosts. They are never fully seen or sensed by their loved ones; the bounty of the universe cannot find them to gift them; they are dissipated, absent from the roll call of Now. — Brendon Burchard

A good taste is often unconscious; a just taste is always conscious. — Anna Brownell Jameson

I know from experience that beneath every peripheral girl is a central truth. She's hiding hers away, but at the same time she wants me to see it. — David Levithan

Nature is a personality so vast and universal that we have never seen one of her features. — Henry David Thoreau

If I begin writing a poem that means I'm intrigued in some way by whatever it's about and that if I'm not trying to find something new and pushing the envelope in the poem I can't expect my reader to be particularly excited about it either. — Rita Dove

I loved 'Harry Potter' growing up. I'm dyslexic and a slow reader, but I could get through the thick ones in days! — Douglas Booth

I believe in living for this world - that's my doctrine - to make everybody happy that you can. — Robert Green Ingersoll

I?" the man said. "I am a drifter. A miscreant. The flame's last breath, made of smoke at its passing. — Brandon Sanderson