Leaflets Design Quotes & Sayings

That's fine. You decide to live one moment at a time. When it's time to die, really time, you will know. -Seraphina/ Kailey — Avery Williams

Rocking back and forth, she clutched the sword like it was the only thing she had ever loved, and let the blood spill down instead of tears. — Cassandra Clare

The construction of a communist society would be completed 'in the main' by 1980 — Nikita Khrushchev

One attribute of the human being is the potential to keep on growing, to keep on developing. And I think there's room in each of us. I hate to hear someone say, oh well, that man or that woman is sixty or seventy or eighty or ninety or a hundred, so he's finished. There's always something that can be transformed on the upward spiral. — William Segal

Hatred destroys the person who hates. — James A. Baldwin

And I make no apology for linking my thinking with computer technology. — Maxwell Frazer

The Executioner shall not have much trouble, for I have a little neck. I shall be known as La Reine Sans Tete — Kris Waldherr

I raise up my voice-not so that I can shout, but so those without a voice can be heard. — Malala Yousafzai

It must never be forgotten that Almighty God rules this world. He is not an absentee God. — Edward McKendree Bounds

Who ever hoped like a cricketer? — R.C. Robertson-Glasgow

I think that the women's magazines and a lot of those quick tips for better sex, I think that they do people a disservice, sometimes, because they become very focused on - they're thinking, 'Okay, I read that I should do this, and am I doing it right?' — Mary Roach

In terms of history and sports, I don't think people will forget. — Kristine Lilly

Even if, right then, he could not name the condition, he recognized what it felt like. It felt like each moment of what he'd once been able to call his life were being reshuffled over and over like a deck of cards. — Lynn Kostoff

What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord?
Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff
That beetles o'er his base into the sea,
And there assume some other horrible form
Which might deprive your sovereignty of reason
And draw you into madness? Think of it.
[The very place puts toys of desperation,
Without more motive, into every brain
That looks so many fathoms to the sea
And hears it roar beneath.] — William Shakespeare