Kvoreck Dvur Quotes & Sayings

Believe nothing of me
except that I felt your beauty
more closely than my own. — Leonard Cohen

Historically, labor unions arose when people had gotten a taste of a different lifestyle and were willing to pay a lot more for their basic livelihood and had gotten into a fix they couldn't get out of - because they had accepted the unacceptable to begin with. Accepting something you have to form a labor union to fight after the fact only tells me that people were acting against their own best (or even good) interests for a long time. I don't see any rational, coherent explanation for this sort of behavior in humans, but it's all over the place. — Erik Naggum

All hell broke loose- and I mean that more literally that you can possibly imagine. — Stephenie Meyer

Have you thought of the sufferings of Armenia? You poured out your money to help succor the Armenians after they suffered; now set your strength so that they shall never suffer again. — Woodrow Wilson

You change your life by changing your heart. — Max Lucado

Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish - a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow - to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested ... Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll. — Hunter S. Thompson

Never make a decision when you need to pee. — Leonard Cohen

You can't get around the image of people shooting at people toprotect their stores and it working. This is damaging to the [guncontrol] movement. — Josh Sugarmann

The baloney weighed the raven down, and the shopkeeper almost caught him as he whisked out the delicatessen door. — Peter S. Beagle

We are all capable of fighting for what has little value while forgetting things of transcendent value. — Paul David Tripp

Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress? Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots? Who hears the regrets of the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain? — Pablo Neruda