Hawkman Comics Quotes & Sayings

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently ... Can words describe the indescribable? — Rumi

The window of the waiting-room was clear for an instant as the train started to move. Komako's face glowed forth, and as quickly disappeared. It was the bright red it had been in the mirror that snowy morning, and for Shimamura that color again seemed to be the point at which he parted with reality. — Yasunari Kawabata

Just look at the world around you, right here on the ocean floor. Such wonderful things surround you. What else are you looking for? Its all under the sea — SebastiAn

Even though designing your own show, that's great, I am nothing without the support around me. — Brandy Norwood

I definitely don't consider myself a kid anymore. I feel like an old man, an old 28-year-old. — Sergio Garcia

Because one day I was going to have to go through a metamorphosis like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly — Gayle Forman

Louie's mother, Louise, took a different tack. Louie was a copy of herself, right down to the vivid blue eyes. When pushed, she shoved; sold a bad cut of meat, she'd march down to the butcher, frying pan in hand. Loving mischief, she spread icing over a cardboard box and presented it as a birthday cake to a neighbor, who promptly got the knife stuck. When Pete told her he'd drink his castor oil if she gave him an empty candy box. "You only asked for the box, honey," she said with a smile. "That's all I got." And she understood Louie's restiveness. One Halloween, she dressed as a boy and raced around town trick-or-treating with Louie and Pete. A gang of kids, thinking she was one of the local toughs, tackled her and tried to steal her pants. Little Louise Zamperini, mother of four, was deep in the melee when the cops picked her up for brawling. — Laura Hillenbrand

It is better to live under a tree in a jungle inhabited by tigers and elephants, to maintain oneself in such a place with ripe fruits and spring water, to lie down on grass and to wear the ragged barks of trees than to live amongst one's relations when reduced to poverty. — Chanakya

I've been worrying about God a little bit lately ... It seems like he's been in a bad mood. And I think it has to do with the quality of lovers he's been getting. — Salman Rushdie