Life In Small German Town Quotes & Sayings

Truth is the torch that gleams through the fog without dispelling it. — Claude Adrien Helvetius

Every age has its pleasures, its style of wit, and its own ways. — Nicolas Boileau-Despreaux

When I go to the mountains, I intuitively know my place in the world much better through these experiences. The more intense they are, the better I know myself, and the more I am able to challenge myself. — Galen Rowell

I've never sung anywhere without giving the people listening to me a chance to join in - as a kid, as a lefty, as a man touring the U.S.A. and the world, as an oldster. I guess it's kind of a religion with me. Participation. That's what's going to save the human race. — Pete Seeger

Some of the bank people were so young they'd never seen a business proposal suggesting manufacturing things in the state of Massachusetts. They thought they'd unearthed some ancient shaman, full of clues to a forgotten world. — Dave Eggers

Hope is the pillar that holds up the world. Hope is the dream of a waking man. — Pliny The Elder

Freedom, I am beginning to realize, means not even being aware you're free. — Laura Fitzgerald

I might have been a little mesmerized for a moment as I took in the sight of her shapely backside. It was incredible. I just wanted to spank it and bite it and worship it and completely fucking defile it. — Penny Reid

Weird people love well. — Craig Groeschel

Anyone can build a fast CPU. The trick is to build a fast system. — Seymour Cray

Indeed the Book of Job avowedly only answers mystery with mystery. Job is comforted with riddles; but he is comforted. Herein is indeed a type, in the sense of a prophecy, of things speaking with authority. For when he who doubts can only say, 'I do not understand,' it is true that he who knows can only reply or repeat 'You do not understand.' And under that rebuke there is always a sudden hope in the heart; and the sense of something that would be worth understanding. — G.K. Chesterton

High in the hazy sky, the snowfkakes looked tiny and all alike, but as they drifted past the narrow window of the sewing room, all were unique - long or round or triangular - as if they'd borrowed their shapes from the clouds they'd come from. — Ursula Hegi

I didn't want to be a victim, some princess locked away in a tower, waiting to be saved. I wanted to be the hero of my story; I didn't need to be saved. At least I didn't want to be. — John Goode