Heftiger Stoss Quotes & Sayings

All the Muslims are happy, and Godwilling this earthquake ... will be felt right up to the White House. — Abol-Ghasem Kashani

I don't want to just be in the normal kind of teen movie. — Stephen Dorff

There's no reason to think that
markets always drive people to
what's good for them. — Richard Thaler

Fear, at its center, is a perceived loss of control. When life spins wildly, we grab for a component of life we can manage: our diet, the tidiness of a house, the armrest of a plane, or, in many cases, people. The more insecure we feel, the meaner we become. — Max Lucado

Life is an experiment to love yourself and others until you find that there is no difference between you and the others. — Debasish Mridha

Mysteries once thought to be supernatural or paranormal happenings - such as astronomical or meteorological events - are incorporated into science once their causes are understood. — Michael Shermer

God has made the provision for every man on earth to be equally endowed with the currency time — Sunday Adelaja

When you have a good connection with the field of consciousness, you can use your intuition freely and enjoy a continuous feeling of knowing what is best and right to do in a given situation. — Jorgen Bonde Eriksen

I love being a Met. It was my favorite team growing up, so to be a Met to me is very special. — David Wright

According to a charming law of nature which is evident even in the most sophisticated societies, we live in complete ignorance of whatever we love. — Marcel Proust

I'm like a sponge: I like to listen. — Maureen Chiquet

Oh, Issyk-Kul, my Issyk-Kul
my unfinished song! Why did I have to remember that day when I came here with Asel and stopped on the same rise, right above the water? Everything was the same. The blue-and-white waves ran up the yellow shore holding hands. The sun was setting behind the mountains, and at the far end of the lake the water was tinged with pink. The swans wheeled over the water with excited, exultant cries. They soared up and dropped down on outspread wings that seemed to hum. They whipped up the water and started wide, foaming circles. Everything was the same, only there was no Asel with me. Where are you, my slender poplar in a red kerchief, where are you now? — Chingiz Aitmatov

To me Vivien Leigh was a tragic heroine of classic proportions: chosen, blessed and abandoned by the gods. Obstinately she tried to control and defy her destiny and to know her story is to be inspired by pity and terror. — Elaine Dundy