Kitbietna Quotes & Sayings

When I was young, my father used to say, 'If you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. If there is nothing good left in the destiny of a person, he or she will die.' I thought about these words during my journey, and they kept me moving even when I didn't know where I was going. Those words became the vehicle that drove my spirit forward and made it stay alive. — Ishmael Beah

Winter had receded in recent days, as though resting — Ian Tregillis

If one cannot tell a difference between fantasy and reality, it is either that one or a society around mentally ill — Uri Norwich

I suddenly felt vulnerable. Continuing the journey without Mr. Kadam left me anxious. It felt like the first day of high school all over again-if high school was one of the biggest countries in the world and everyone spoke a different language. — Colleen Houck

Grace is but glory begun, and glory is but grace perfected. — Jonathan Edwards

Women like other women fine. The more feminine she is, the more comfortable a woman feels with her own sex. It is only the occasional and therefore noticeable adventuress who refuses to make friends with us. — Phyllis McGinley

For many, many years, I was always whipping up things in order to keep myself busy and moving ever forward and saying, 'What's next? What's next? What's next?' I like the equanimity that comes with my age. I don't have big highs, and I don't have big lows. Even if this job goes away tomorrow, the nonstop ambition is a thing of the past for me. I've mellowed — Jane Lynch

Love does not solely belong to one person. No matter how hard you try, if the feeling is not mutual, it'll be fruitless. — Jin Sun Mi

Keep your small shy away from the dent you make. — Farrah Field

Here is a very simple and trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance: If it's not about Christ, it's not Christianity. — D.R. Silva

The music slowed. She pulled away first, slinking back the required four steps. Merik didn't look away from her face, and he only distantly noticed that, as she pulled away, his Windwitchery seemed to settle. Her skirts stopped swishing, her hair fluttered back to her shoulders. — Susan Dennard