Kadiweu Noticias Quotes & Sayings

The memorable events of history are the visible effects of the invisible changes of human thought. — Gustave Le Bon

A story without an ending is an unbearable itch to the reader. — K.J. Charles

Giving in the spirit of love, expecting nothing in return is how God gives and so should we, as we are a piece of our creator. — Alice Hocker

[The] BBC was known as Auntie suggesting someone prudish and Victorian and that she still is on some days. On others she's a champagne-soaked floozie, her skirts in disarray, her mind in the gutter, and the mixture can be quite wonderful. — Morley Safer

That philosopher who said we think, therefore we are, should have spent an hour in the maternity ward of Waite Memorial Hospital. He'd have had to change his whole philosophy. The — Janet Fitch

I really do love bluesy-jazzy music, so I love Etta James, B.B. King and Billie Holiday. I love that they have soul in their voices - I think that's something important is having. — Bridgit Mendler

You ought to be able to discover something from your stories. If you don't, probably nobody else will. — Flannery O'Connor

Sense shines with a double luster when it is set in humility. An able yet humble man is a jewel worth a kingdom. — William Penn

While sleeping in a hammock, with the touch of a warm wind we remember why we are in love with the life! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Cary Grant never won an Oscar, primarily, I suspect, because he made everything look so effortless. Why reward someone for having fun, for being charming? — Richard Russo

This is the secret of the stars, I tell myself. In the end, we are alone. No matter how close you seem, no one else can touch you. ~ Amy — Beth Revis

The secret of childhood happiness is to succeed to be happy with the simplest things ever possible! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Jill, a comprehensive school teacher in her early thirties, has put her dark past behind her to become a lady in control of her own life. Successful in her career, soon to be divorced and with no emotional ties, she is content. Except that one morning, while trying to find work for a recalcitrant Year 9 class, she finds herself in a dark and murky street in Victorian England. The image soon disappears and she is back in the classroom, but the children she was teaching have gone and so has an hour of her life. Soon Jill finds herself living two parallel lives, one as a teacher and the other as a Victorian governess. And this is just the beginning — Jan Hunter