Keluarga Kecil Quotes & Sayings

When God picks your wife He looks for an angel. — Matshona Dhliwayo

I choose to be the person that i want to be — James Frey

Although I have lived in London, I have never really considered London my home because it was always going to be a stopping-off point for me, and it has been too. — Annie Lennox

We have forensic psychiatrists who try to draw a line between those who are sick and those who are criminal, and they bend and twist the truth to make it fit into their world of theoretical models. — Jo Nesbo

Turning to Ann Gower, she smiled. "You're a good woman, Ann Gower."
Ann Gower drew back and looked askance at Mary. "Don't you go ruinin' me reputation, Mary Abacus. I be a real bad woman, but a bloody good whore, and you knows it! — Bryce Courtenay

When I was a kid, we never heard of smog, ozone depletion, acid rain, green house gasses. — Dennis Weaver

I find the Romantic period extraordinarily interesting. My landscapes have connections with Romanticism: at times I feel a real desire for, an attraction to, this period, and some of my pictures are a homage to Caspar David Friedrich. — Gerhard Richter

If a painting of mine suits me, it is right. If it does not please me, I care not if all the great masters should approve it or the dealers buy it. They would be wrong. — Arshile Gorky

There is a knowledge which is desirable, though nothing come of it, as being of itself a treasure, and a sufficient remuneration of years of labor. — John Henry Newman

In my mind, the re-election of Richard Nixon, compared with what was available on the other side, was so much more important that I put it in just that context. — John N. Mitchell

You're my wife," he said. "I want to take care of you, even if that means someday seeing you to the train. — Marilynne Robinson

A lot of people, they want you to be a one-hit wonder. — Swae Lee

This new approach, it seemed, was not to be made so publicly, not to be exposed to the expedient treason of little devious minds far removed from the battlefields on which honest men met, and contended, and killed one another without malice. — Edith Pargeter

This afternoon, burn down the house. Tomorrow, pour critical water upon the simmering coals. Time enough to think and cut and rewrite tomorrow. But today-explode-fly-apart-disintegrate! The other six or seven drafts are going to be pure torture. So why not enjoy the first draft, in the hope that your joy will seek and find others in the world who, by reading your story, will catch fire, too? — Ray Bradbury

Sometimes Frank sighed, thinking he had caught a tropic bird, all flame and jewel color, when a wren would have served him just as well. In fact, much better. — Margaret Mitchell