Jermani Flight Quotes & Sayings

Humans draw a hard line between thinking something and saying it aloud. — Will McIntosh

I'm finally locked into the now, and it's great. — Rick James

Memory was that woman on the train. Insane in the way she sifted through dark things in a closet and emerged with the most unlikely ones - a fleeting look, a feeling. The smell of smoke. A windscreen wiper. A mother's marble eyes. Quite sane in the way she left huge tracts of darkness veiled. Unremembered. — Arundhati Roy

The self-actualization process for a man is a conscious choice of a life goal and the way to achieve it — Sunday Adelaja

When you decide that you are going to do whatever it takes for as long as it takes, sometime during your seemingly infinite journey the weathervane will just change direction and the new winds of positive change will blow at your back instead of into your face and things will just get easier and you will start to see progress right out of the blue.
When that day happens you will know that it is just a matter of time.
And time is what I have. — JohnA Passaro

I am a sick man ... I am a wicked man. An unattractive man. I think my liver hurts. However, i don't know a fig about my sickness, and am not sure what it is that hurts me. I am not being treated and never have been, though I respect medicine. What's more, I am also superstitious in the extreme; well, at least enough to respect medicine. — Fyodor Dostoevsky

To prevent the enemy from fathoming one's intentions is of the first importance. — Sun Tzu

I was made to work. If you are equally industrious, you will be equally successful. — Johann Sebastian Bach

I certainly wouldn't say that my life is a disaster, but there have been moments where I've felt like that. — Duncan Sheik

Now, you just stand back and let me give you a lesson in how to be a passive aggressive Southern bitch." — Lila Bruce

In war, events of importance are the result of trivial causes. — Gaius Iulius Caesar

Mi Corazon. Mi alma. Son tuyos." My heart. My soul. They are yours, he whispered against the generous curve of her breast as a million sensations, all of them hot, all of them rich, all of them straddling the razor-sharp edge of pain, ripped through his loins like a flash fire and stripped him of everything but consciousness.
"Tuyo. Todo que tengo es tuyo." Yours. Everything I have is yours. — Cindy Gerard