Leitmotiv Literatura Quotes & Sayings

You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely. — Ogden Nash

I kind of liked the idea of a universe that always was and always will be. — Robert Woodrow Wilson

I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge. — Neil Gaiman

Nothing was normal yet, and so nothing was strange. — James S.A. Corey

I lost my parents when I was fairly young. — Craig T. Nelson

I had always planned to be an actor, and the music was just in my DNA, it's always been. — Creed Bratton

I am not even six feet tall. Yet I am praying to the Absolute Supreme to reach His infinite Height, which is far beyond even my imagination's flight. For me to long to grow into that Height - is this not a miracle? I am mortal. My thoughts, my deeds, my experiences - everything that I have and everything that I am - represent mortality. Yet despite everything that I have and everything that I am, I am longing for Immortality. Is this not a miracle? — Sri Chinmoy

Legacy proves ones mettle and one's karma. — Aporva Kala

The body - objectified, sexualised, feared, hunted, worshiped - always the body, they adored him or hated him before they ever knew him. The body crushed him; he was its slave. He felt empty, reduced to a soulless thing. — Jamie Le Fay

If everyone would take only according to his needs and would leave the surplus to the needy, no one would be rich, no one poor, no one in misery. — Saint Basil

You are the only one who creates in your experience - no one else. Everything that comes to you comes by the power of your thought. — Esther Hicks

I don't have a ready-made formula to apply when I embark on a new book, but my guiding principles are discipline, compassion and a sincere eagerness to understand myself. — Paulo Coelho

Humour is the making others act or talk absurdly and unconsciously; wit is the pointing out and ridiculing that absurdity consciously, and with more or less ill-nature. — William Hazlitt

January has only one thing to be said for it: it is followed by February. Nothing so well becomes its passing. — Katharine Tynan