Lanets Montreal Quotes & Sayings

Nowadays nobody bothers, and it is considered in slightly bad taste to even raise the question of God's existence. Matters of religion are like matters of sexual preference: they are not discussed in public, and even the abstract questions are discussed only by bores. — John Rogers Searle

You can't propose that something be a universal space and at the same time keep control of it. — Tim Berners-Lee

A dead martyr is just another corpse. — Leo Gordon

Francisco Garcia could have been a high draft choice last year, probably in the 20s. He's the best wing player I've ever coached. But he's done it the right way. He knew he had to work on his body to become a good pro. When he goes into the pros, he'll be physically ready. — Rick Pitino

Each one of a pair of lovers fashions himself to meet the other's requirements - endeavors by a continual effort to resemble that idol of himself which he beholds in the other's heart ... Whoever really loves abandons all sincerity. — Andre Gide

The grief you feel is parallel to the love you've shared. Those who love deeply, hurt deeply too. But if they don't let fear get in the way, they chance to gain all the beauty this life has to offer. He — Kimberly Krey

You lose nothing if by losing a friend you win countless admirers — Agona Apell

May what lies ahead of this warrior or behind him never take from me what is inside of him, for it is mine. — Amy A. Bartol

Jill, a comprehensive school teacher in her early thirties, has put her dark past behind her to become a lady in control of her own life. Successful in her career, soon to be divorced and with no emotional ties, she is content. Except that one morning, while trying to find work for a recalcitrant Year 9 class, she finds herself in a dark and murky street in Victorian England. The image soon disappears and she is back in the classroom, but the children she was teaching have gone and so has an hour of her life. Soon Jill finds herself living two parallel lives, one as a teacher and the other as a Victorian governess. And this is just the beginning — Jan Hunter