Hisedi Quotes & Sayings
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The pride Kaspar had seen in his father's eyes, despite the admonishing words about foolish acts, had branded the boy for life. 'Never be afraid.' He knew that no matter what, any choice must be made fearlessly, or else all would be lost. — Raymond E. Feist

It is curious how, from time immemorial, man seems to have associated the idea of evil with beauty, shrunk from it with a sort of ghostly fear, while, at the same time drawn to it by force of its hypnotic attraction. — Richard Le Gallienne

You can't dominate a network with old-style leadership.
But, you can emerge, with the network's consent, as one of its leaders, regardless of your formal position or job title. — Phil Dourado

He that would look with contempt on the pursuits of the farmer, is not worthy the name of a man. — Henry Ward Beecher

I'm going to paste it up on the wall so my dickhead uncle sees it the moment he walks in and stops going on about me losing it. — Melina Marchetta

I'm not a slave, man. I just gotta sign out, say where I'm going, what time I'll be back and then I gotta sign back in. — Ben H. Winters

Jealousy endlessly eats through my mind, and jealously endlessly makes me be unkind. — Lou Reed

Something larger is happening than just going to heaven. — Bill Vaughan

I don't think that any deal was needed: Iran was not a threat. Even if Iran were a threat, there was a very easy way to handle it - by establishing a Middle East Nuclear Weapons Free Zone, which is something that nearly everyone in the world wants. — Noam Chomsky

Someone told me once that blues is like whiskey. They keep whiskey in the barrel for so many years, and then they talk about how well it's aged. But I don't think that goes for him. I think this young man has just stepped in there sayin', 'I'm gonna prove you all wrong.' I think he's like a watermelon, man. He's ripe. — Buddy Guy

Yet even then the music has still a quality stern and implacable, deliberate and without passion so much as immolation, pleading, asking, for not love, not life, forbidding it to others, demanding in sonorous tones death as though death were the boon, like all Protestant music. — William Faulkner