Johann Peter Hebel Quotes & Sayings

The human body has two ends on it: one to create with and one to sit on. Sometimes people get their ends reversed. When this happens they need a kick in the seat of the pants. — Theodore Roosevelt

Too many in your state [Pennsylvania], as in this [New York], love pure democracy dearly. They seem not to consider that pure democracy, like pure rum, easily produces intoxication, and with it a thousand mad pranks and fooleries. — John Jay

Historically, black music has influenced other cultures and other genres and created other genres. — Miguel

I like to think that I gave Jack Warner Brothers inking and Joe Sinnott gave him MGM inking. If you're not as in love with old movies as I am you might not make that connection, but I can see that connection. — Mike Royer

I don't think the ongoing negotiations with the Taliban will yield a positive result — Aitzaz Ahsan

A few primary keys to becoming a leader in business include having a clear intent or purpose, a truly inspiring vision, a grand message to share, a genuine social calling and a targeted niche to serve. — John Frederick Demartini

Yes the sex scenes are explicit but we all love the dirty bits! — Airam

I lived to write, and wrote to live. — Samuel Rogers

Passion is overcome only by him who has won through stillness of spirit the perfect vision; it comes through the contentment that is regardless of the world. — Shantideva

The more boring a child is, the more the parents, when showing off the child, receive adulation for being good parents - because they have a tame child-creature in their house. — Frank Zappa

When the women's movement started in the 1960s, there was a vision of a future where women didn't wear makeup or worry about how their hair looked, and everybody wore sensible, comfortable clothes. It ran into an absolute brick wall. — Gail Collins

Anna's too young yet to know that the past is just as real as the present, even though you have to pretend that it isn't, and carry on towards the future. — Helen Dunmore

Darrow," she says so quietly, "how do you know where you're going?"
My hands tremble.
"You told me to let you in." I look down at her.
"I did but ... "
"How far do you want to go?"
I know she feels what's coming. I wonder how long she's felt it. The strangeness of me. The odd mannerisms. The distant soul.
She looks at her hands, stained red from the dust of the stone stairs. "All the way. — Pierce Brown