Hisselab Quotes & Sayings

I know I am sick, I just thought I was better. — Samantha Schutz

Ralph Stanley is like an uncle to us and now that all my uncles are gone, Ralph's singing is even more precious. This album of classic folk songs is one of his best. — Garrison Keillor

Many great ideas go unexecuted, and many great executioners are without ideas. One without the other is worthless. — Tim Blixseth

coincidence is not just only a road to facts but also a call to ponder — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Now I'm a free agent, literally and figuratively. I've reached that enviable state in life in which I can do pretty much what I want. And what I want is to continue to play basketball. I still love the game, and I still have something to offer. My coaches and teammates recognize that. At the same time, I want to be genuine and authentic and truthful. — Jason Collins

Governments do not create, individuals create. Every invention was once just a thought inside someones head. — William J. Federer

I see but one rule: to be clear. If I am not clear, all my world crumbles to nothing. — Stendhal

i understand that i understand — Augustine Of Hippo

TALENT PROVIDES HOPE FOR ACCOMPLISHMENT, BUT PERSEVERANCE GUARANTEES IT. — John C. Maxwell

The conception of Godhead formed by some devout philosophers and mystics has quite rightly been so immeasurably vast, though still assuredly utterly inadequate and necessarily beneath reality, that the notion of a God revealed in human formborn, sufferin. — Oliver Lodge

Life makes itself with little heed for the appropriate ( p 136). — Eimear McBride

Football fans share a universal language that cuts across many cultures and many personality types. A serious football fan is never alone. We are legion, and football is often the only thing we have in common. — Hunter S. Thompson

That was the trouble. The land is too big out there, and after a while it starts to swallow you up. I reached a point when I couldn't take it anymore. All that bloody silence and emptiness. You try to find your bearings in it, but it's too big, the dimensions are too monstrous, and eventually, I don't know how else to put it, eventually it just stops being there. There's no world, no land, no nothing. It comes down to that, Fogg, in the end it's all a figment. The only place you exist is in your head. — Paul Auster