Hedex Lite Quotes & Sayings

I'm a product of my Irish culture, and I could no more lose that than I could my sense of identity. — Gabriel Byrne

What's invisible to us is also crucial for our own well-being. — Jeanette Winterson

Lots of my friends and family belong to churches, and some of them are part of the so-called Christian Right. In this preacher, I wanted to show a good man struggling to reconcile his commitment to the community with the political agenda of his church. He does not see that as a dilemma, but I do. — Lanford Wilson

The tragedy of our lives is that, while we suffer from the wounds afflicted on us by those who love us, we cannot avoid wounding those we want to love. — Henri Nouwen

A man's ego can drive him either to heights of glory or to depths of misery! — Avijeet Das

If whisky or salt won't cure it, then to hell with it. I worry about important things. — Florence King

To learn new habits is everything, for it is to reach the substance of life. Life is but a tissue of habits. — Henri Frederic Amiel

I can't do it, Gideon! I can't make out the way you kiss me one moment and then act as if you loathed me like poison the next!"
Gideon said, after a brief pause, "I'd much rather be kissing you the whole time than loathing you, but you don't exactly make it easy for me. — Kerstin Gier

What is a modern poet's fate? / To write his thoughts upon a slate; / The critic spits on what is done, / Gives it a wipe - and all is gone. — Thomas Hood

Sometimes memory is the only gift we give ourselves and the only hope we have of finding our way home. — Harley King

a sinner is pleading to Saint Peter at the Pearly Gates: "Wait, those weren't lies," the sinner says. "That was spin! — Mark Leibovich

Lonely's a temporary condition, a cloud that blocks out the sun for a spell and then makes the sunshine seem even brighter after it travels along. Like when you're far away from home and you miss the people you love and it seems like you're never going to see them again. But you will, and you do, and then you're not lonely anymore.
Lonesome's a whole other thing. Incurable. Terminal. A hole in your heart you could drive a semi truck through. So big and so deep that no amount of money or whiskey or pussy or dope in the whole goddamn world can fill it up because you dug it yourself and you're digging it still, one lie, one disappointment, one broken promise at a time. — Steve Earle