Kimdir Bu Quotes & Sayings

Our group pressed west on what was left of Highway 93, toward the pass leading to Las Vegas. Sand covered the road in loose drifts so deep the horses' hooves sank into them. The metal highway signs were bent low by the strong wind, and above us, billboards that once screamed ads for the casinos were now stripped of their promises of penny slots and large jackpots. The raw boards underneath were exposed, like showgirls without their makeup. Some signs had been blown over completely and lay half-buried under mounds of sand, like sleeping animals.
Cars dotted the highway, their paint scoured off and dead tumbleweeds caught underneath them. Their windows were fogged with death, and despite my effort not to look, my eyes were drawn to the blurred images of the still forms inside. I tried to concentrate on the dark road ahead of us instead. — Kirby Howell

Cause honey your soul
could never grow old
its evergreen — Ed Sheeran

they have seem'd to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embrac'd as it were from the ends of opposed winds. — William Shakespeare

God loves us. May we discover the beauty of loving and being loved. — Pope Francis

When we use a language, we should commit ourselves to knowing it, being able to read it, and writing it idiomatically. — Ron Jeffries

Charity is the drowning of justice in the craphole of mercy. — Johann Heinrich Pestalozzi

My dad was in the Swedish armed forces, he was always reading up on different weapons from the Americans and Soviets. When I was a kid, I was in bed looking at his books, reading about the Red Army. So I was very aware of it. I had an interest in military matters ever since. — Dolph Lundgren

The mercenary finished his coffee in a single gulp, It must have been piping hot, too. Boy, he was tough. — Jonathan Stroud

There is a voice that doesn't use words. Listen. - Rumi — Akemi G

Did you hear about the recently discovered temple in the Sudan ?"
I stared at him. "Yeah. I'm a regular reader of National Geographic."
Ol' Frankie's brows quirked. "You wield sarcasm, madam, as well as a master swordsman does."
"Gee, thanks." I smiled at him and batted my lashes.
Quit flirting . Patrick flicked the command into my head. He sounded half-annoyed, half-amused.
I'm not flirting.
Quit being cute and likeable.
An impossible request. I've always been too adorable for words. — Michele Bardsley

The third aspect of the tragic triad concerns death. But it concerns life as well, for at any time each of the moments of which life consists is dying, and that moment will never recur. And yet is not this transitoriness a reminder that challenges us to make the best possible use of each moment of our lives? — Viktor E. Frankl

Retailing has gone from an information-scarce to an information-rich environment. — Erik Brynjolfsson