Kostelac Pauline Quotes & Sayings

Luck is the way the wind swirls and the dust settles eons after God has passed by. — Kurt Vonnegut

If the world watched how you worked today, would the world rise to its feet and applaud? — Robin Sharma

None of our republics would be anything if we weren't all together; but we have to create our own history - history of United Yugoslavia, also in the future. — Josip Broz Tito

At the Tour, you always have some fantastic days and some days where you hit the asphalt. Today was an asphalt day for me, — Jens Voigt

Was happiness (which was perhaps achieved not by getting what you wanted, but rather, by obtaining what you didn't know you wished for until it was in hand) a hologram that would continually change appearance with the slightest shift of perspective? Or maybe happiness by definition was a temporary state of being recognizable only in hindsight. It was impossible to catch what always managed to be overrun and end up in the rear view mirror. — Roy L. Pickering Jr.

Developing the muscles of the soul demands no competitive spirit, no killer instinct, although it may erect pain barriers that the spiritual athlete must crash through. — Germaine Greer

Don't say that you are a victim if you let somebody manipulate you. — Angelique Kidjo

There is lasting kindness in Heaven when no kindness is found upon earth. — Lady Gregory

Since a politician never believes what he says, he is surprised when others believe him. — Charles De Gaulle

In practice. . .being human was all I knew. The future beyond that was a big, dark abyss that I couldn't know until I leaped into it. — Stephenie Meyer

No amount of wordy explanations will ever lead us into the nature of our own selves. The more you explain, the further it runs away from you. It is like trying to get hold of your own shadow. You run after it and it runs with you at the identical rate of speed. — D.T. Suzuki

Yes, I would become upset when you forgot to take out the garbage, but that is not a real argument. That is nothing. It passes like a leaf blown by the window. It is over and done and it is forgotten quickly. — Nicholas Sparks