Javi Baez Quotes & Sayings

The wretched and the miserable should turn to their Savior first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted. — Alexandre Dumas

When we are young, we spend much time and pains in filling our note-books with all definitions of Religion, Love, Poetry, Politics, Art, in the hope that, in the course of a few years, we shall have condensed into our encyclopaedia the net value of all the theories at which the world has yet arrived. But year after year our tables get no completeness, and at last we discover that our curve is a parabola, whose arcs will never meet. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

You need to surround yourself with quality human beings that are intelligent and have a vision. — Vince McMahon

I think today that politics registers very late things which society manifests through other channels, and I feel that often politics distorts and mystifies reality. — Italo Calvino

What is fate but coincidences in retrospect? — Ken Liu

I've always kept my word, and my clients have always kept their word. — Robert Shapiro

Typography is the craft of endowing human language with a durable visual form. — Robert Bringhurst

I was like a local sports team; they were the fans in the stadium seats. They cheered. They booed. They stood and did the Wave. The bond was palpable, maniacal, and maybe the most important thing about the experience. — Caroline Paul

Note that acceptance is different from approval. Acceptance is simply saying, It is so. — Margie Warrell

she steps up to the front door of the Strongs' Colonial-style house, with Linc, Neil, and I close on her heels. — Heather Hildenbrand

For a man's house is his castle, et domus sua cuique tutissimum refugium [and one's home is the safest refuge to everyone]. — Edward Coke

These aren't still shots; the camera is always moving. And the scene is always just slipping out of sight, as if in spite of myself I were always descending a hill, rounding a corner, stepping into the street with a companion who urges me on, while I look back over my shoulder at the sight which recedes, vanishes. The present of my consciousness is itself a mystery which is also always just rounding a bend like a floating branch borne by a flood. Where am I? But I'm not. I will overturn, overturn, overturn, it: and it shall be no more ... — Annie Dillard