Liliya Miroshnik Quotes & Sayings

I shall dance all my life ... I would like to die, breathless, spent, at the end of a dance. — Josephine Baker

Grief is a species of idleness. — Samuel Johnson

Great occasions rally great principles, and brace the mind to a lofty bearing, a bearing that is even above itself. But trials that make no occasion at all, leave it to show the goodness and beauty it has in its own disposition. And here precisely is the superhuman glory of Christ as a character, that He is just as perfect, exhibits just as great a spirit in little trials as in great ones. — Horace Bushnell

In my experience there are billions of dollars available for pieces of shit. As soon as the material distinguishes itself by something interesting, financing becomes a problem. — Rutger Hauer

It was a Monday and they walked on a tightrope to the sun. — Markus Zusak

It's true to say that I'm a budding young actor. But I'd rather get my name out there because of my acting rather than who I'm being photographed with. — Josh Bowman

Well, if it has anything to do with why you blindsided me with the whole 'Thanks, Nicky, making love with you was great, but I'm gonna go be a celibate priest now' I'd like to know. Sure. Why not? — Leta Blake

Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, But four times he who gets his blow in fust — Josh Billings

Great art is a regional thing. I'm not saying my art is great. I recognize what I think is great about music is often on a regional level. — Joel Plaskett

Unless Russia is face with an iron fist and strong language, another is in the making. Only one language do they understand - 'How many divisions have you?' ... I'm tired of babying the Soviets. — Harry S. Truman

Your brand is formed primarily, not by what your company says about itself, but what the company does. — Jeff Bezos

Concentrate on your money. Try to hold your paper. It takes money to make money, so save your money, opportunites come. — Curtis Jackson

Blackwell had become that jaguar she'd evoked the first time she'd laid eyes on him. His shoulders rolled and bunched just so he settled in for a feast. — Kerrigan Byrne