Korea And Her Neighbors Quotes & Sayings

Golden years' must have been coined by the young. It is doubtful that anyone over seventy would have described this phase of life with such a symbolic word. — Billy Graham

You think you are the greatest sufferer in the world? Do you know that men are sometimes banished for life? Do you know that men sometimes lose all their yams and even their children? I had six wives once. I have none now except that young girl who knows not her right from her left. Do you know how many children I have buried - children I begot in my youth and strength? Twenty-two. I did not hang myself, and I am still alive. — Chinua Achebe

Travelling, and being paid for it, is just great. — Michael Palin

The husband beats his wife," she responded. "The neighbors don't care, and even if they complained, the man would not change. — Felix Abt

Is it the lack of opportunity that creates the lack of ambition, or has that always existed? Most of them must have parents who work, or who studied, and who of course want the same thing for their kids. But how do you find that in a town where the major achievement was always seen as escaping it? Eventually — Matt Dunn

In life, toughness and roughness go together. — Auliq Ice

The strength of women and women's rights around the world are especially important because that affects children and families. And the cascade effect is remarkable. — Cindy McCain

Politicians are good at saying how Government must do more, but we must also think carefully about where Government should do less. — Charles Kennedy

To protest about bullfighting in Spain, the eating of dogs in South Korea, or the slaughter of baby seals in Canada while continuing to eat eggs from hens who have spent their lives crammed into cages, or veal from calves who have been deprived of their mothers, their proper diet, and the freedom to lie down with their legs extended, is like denouncing apartheid in South Africa while asking your neighbors not to sell their houses to blacks. — Peter Singer

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves. — Federico Garcia Lorca