Kegyes Hazugs G Quotes & Sayings

I don't worry about being in a hurry any more, because my faith in God will always deliver me on time. — Martha Reeves

I'm not saying to be happy you must be married. Nor am I saying that to be happy you need children. I'm saying that if you opt for children - be you man or woman - you have to take care of them. — Barbara Bush

Come to me, squeeze my hand, know my loneliness, and give me the love, the strength to prevail on the perilous road before me. — Dang Thuy Tram

His young man's limbs, sleek in their dark male pride, seemed to disdain the covering offered them by the brief shorts and striped jersey. His body might have been naked, like his full, muscled throat, which rose, round and proud as the male organ of a flower, from the neck of his sweater. — Stella Gibbons

I never read a book before reviewing it; it prejudices a man so. — Sydney Smith

If we marvel at the artist who has written a great book, we must marvel more at those people whose lives are works of art and who don't even know it, who wouldn't believe it if they were told. However hard work good writing may be, it is easier than good living. — Katherine Paterson

He looked at the book, took my name, and consulted his records. Then he informed me I had been lost at sea and was dead. Under the circumstances, he could not possibly give me any money ... Even the fact that he was dealing with someone who had been dead for several days failed to awaken interest in his official heart. — Elizabeth Kenny

Drawing things makes them seem more real and makes me feel more alive. It also makes me pin down and remember things - landscapes, season, weather, occasions, incidents, people - that would otherwise have melted from my memory. — David Gentleman

A poet is simply an artist whose medium is human emotions. A poet chisels away at our own sensibilities, shaping our vision while molding our hearts. A poet wraps words around our own feelings and presents them as fresh gifts to humanity. — Richelle E. Goodrich

What do you mean, what's the matter with him? Nothing's the matter with him, everything's the matter with him, the same as it is with everybody else. He's just fine. He gets overwhelmed now and then, and he doesn't know how to say what he feels or means, so he cries and runs off a little, trying to find out where to go, for God's sake. Where can you go? — William, Saroyan