Kokuyo Quotes & Sayings

Without Him our daily routine would become tiresome and tedious, a drudgery rather than a joy. — Billy Graham

We lived for honey. We swallowed a spoonful in the morning to wake us up and one at night to put us to sleep. We took it with every meal to calm the mind, give us stamina, and prevent fatal disease. We swabbed ourselves in it to disinfect cuts or heal chapped lips. It went in our baths, our skin cream, our raspberry tea and biscuits. Nothing was safe from honey ... honey was the ambrosia of the gods and the shampoo of the goddesses. — Sue Monk Kidd

Mobocracy in democracy is a perfect ochlocracy. — Anyaele Sam Chiyson

In fact it is remarkable that this theory has had progressively greater influence on the spirit of researchers, following a series of discoveries in different scholarly disciplines. The convergence in the results of these independent studies - which was neither planned nor sought - constitutes in itself a significant argument in favor of the theory. — Pope John Paul I

Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance. — Viktor E. Frankl

There's two heads to every coin. — Jerry Coleman

Education is stimulates self discovery. — Lailah Gifty Akita

He was a student - such things as happened to him, happen sometimes to students.
He was a German - such things as happened to him, happen sometimes to Germans.
He was young, handsome, studious, enthusiastic, metaphysical, reckless, unbelieving, heartless.
And being young, handsome, and eloquent he was beloved. ("The Cold Embrace") — Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema. — Albert Camus

Simple Shepherd Mortuary — Philip K. Dick

A kitten is so flexible that she is almost double; the hind parts are equivalent to another kitten with which the forepart plays. She does not discover that her tail belongs to her until you tread on it. — Henry David Thoreau