Kinugasa Sachio Quotes & Sayings

I'd get to within a yard of that door you walk through and the thing would go mad. I used to carry an X-ray in my briefcase, to show them. But I had all the metal taken out. — Barry Sheene

You will be a different person after the storm, because the storm will heal you from your perfection. — Bryant McGill

You're all murdering life ... You're all trying to change yourselves, all trying to change what is, and thus you're never actually living what is. You're killing who you are every day of your lives by not being who you are ... where you are. — Luke Rhinehart

The whole world is beautiful, Belgarion' Eriond assured him in response to that unspoken thought. 'You just have to know how to look at it — David Eddings

May not now, may not today' may not tomorrow either. But one day your every ounce of effort will be recognised and rewarded — Sarvesh Jain

The happiest lot is not to have experienced the keenest delights or the greatest pleasures, but to have brought life to a close without any very great pain, bodily or mental. — Arthur Schopenhauer

I stand before you as the governor of Texas but also stand before you the son of two tenant farmers. Ray Perry who came home after 35 bombing missions over Europe to work his little corner of land out there and Amelia who made sure that my sister Milla and I had everything that we needed, included hand sewing my clothes until I went off to college. — Rick Perry

No matter how much Clair tried to ignore his features, he was gorgeous. She couldn't deny that she liked what she saw and it scared her. The last thing she needed while she was trying to start over, was a distraction. — Loni Flowers

In school I was pretty fast. — Nonito Donaire

There must be a beginning of any great matter, but the continuing unto the end until it be thoroughly finished yields the true glory. — Francis Drake

So never give in," continued the girl, and restated again and again the vague yet convincing plea that the Invisible lodges against the Visible. Her excitement grew as she tried to cut the rope that fastened Leonard to the earth. Woven of bitter experience, it resisted her. Presently the waitress entered and gave her a letter from Margaret. Another note, addressed to Leonard, was inside. They read them, listening to the murmurings of the river. — E. M. Forster

SUICIDAL IDEATION. That would be a good band name, I think. — Ned Vizzini