Kettenrings Quotes & Sayings

I am madly, ridiculously, passionately in love with you. I don't care about your past. Your race does nothing to change my feelings. I love you, you stubborn little fool. Is that clear enough for you? — Y.S. Lee

He cannot help but feel that the universe is a woman in a blue silk skirt and a
yellow blouse. --"What He Wrote — J.M. Moris

I remember nothing of this, no ambulance rides, nothing. Nothing between switching out the bedside lamp and the sudden indignity of rebirth: the slaps, the brightness, the tubing, the speed, the urgent insistence that I be choked back into breathing life. I have felt so sorry for babies ever since. — Stephen Fry

Nothing doth so fool a man as extreme passion. This doth make them fools which otherwise are not, and show them to be fools which are so. — Joseph Hall

Art is a sense of magic. — Stan Brakhage

Songwriting isn't always something that's directly proportionate to the experience. — Amos Lee

One could not stay a month without loving the shabby town — Henry Adams

The guitar is something you kind of embrace, and the piano is something you kind of - when you play it, you sort of push it away. It feels very different. — Nick Cave

Baba tells us that when we serve another, we should remind ourselves that we are serving the Divinity within that other. This is something that we frequently forget, for it needs a very big mental re-adjustment. Don't worry about it
just serve! But the very least that is demanded of us in this context is to RESPECT the person we are serving. That includes respecting their beliefs; in fact, it means reaching their spiritual Self through their beliefs, not ours. It means putting oneself in their shoes; cheering them up if possible, but seeing things from their point of view. — Sathya Sai Baba

Get in, get it done, get it done right, and get out. — Fred Trump

To think of failure is to fail. — Arthur Saxon

If God spoke from Heaven, people will not understand Him, that is why Jesus came to earth — Sunday Adelaja

Fear in her eyes that were a damp blurred blue Patrick would afterward recall, — Joyce Carol Oates

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? — Marianne Williamson