Happy Teddy Day With Quotes & Sayings

I spend a frightening amount of money on books. — Kevin McCloud

Writing is something you Do and not discuss. Talk is cheap, wishes are free and a fool is included with every purchase. So spend your time wisely. — Jaime Reed

The imagination, give it the least license, dives deeper and soars higher than Nature goes. — Henry David Thoreau

The defects of a preacher are soon spied. — Martin Luther

Sometimes you have to bite the bullet. Not only must you learn to accept their gaze with your eyes but also with your heart. — Minzy

In real life, you don't get to choose what you forget. — Jonathan Tropper

This is what travelers discover: that when you sever the links of normality and its claims, when you break off from the quotidian, it is the teapots that truly shock. — Cynthia Ozick

Mentally, physically and emotionally we are the same.
We each have the potential to good and bad and to be overcome by disturbing emotions such as anger, fear, hatred, suspicion and greed. These emotions can be the cause of many problems.
On the other hand if you cultivate loving kindness, compassion and concern for others, there will be no room for anger, hatred and jealousy. — Dalai Lama

We need to remember and remind ourselves where we come from, what we are, our nothingness. — Pope Francis

Unlike many other Celts, I cannot claim that Celtic was my first love but I can say that it will be my last love. — Jock Stein

I got to love solitude - to see the Moon rise and set - I had time to watch it trace the window square across the wall in silent grace ... — John Geddes

It is not enough to invent new machines, new regulations, or new institutions. We must understand differently and more perfectly the true purpose of our existence on this earth. — Vaclav Havel

Optimum nutrition is the medicine of tomorrow. — Linus Pauling

Thomas Gravesen thinks he's broke his hand, but I told him that you play football with your feet and not your hand. — Gordon Strachan

St. Andrews provided a gentle forgetfulness over the preceding painful years of my life. It remains a haunting and lovely time to me, a marrow experience. For one who during her undergraduate years was trying to escape an inexplicable weariness and despair, St. Andrews was an amulet against all manner of longing and loss, a year of gravely held but joyous remembrances. — Kay Redfield Jamison