Lixouri Quotes & Sayings

What can we take on trust in this uncertain life? Happiness, greatness, pride - nothing is secure, nothing keeps. — Euripides

Christ was on display early in my childhood. Both my mother and father were living examples of what it meant to live for Christ and have Him be the focal point of decisions, actions, thoughts and words. It was a blessing but not entirely unexpected when very young I also came to the faith. — Aaron Kampman

And beeping, obviously sure that I was either too stupid or too deaf to hear the racket. — Mary Higgins Clark

There's ordinary people out there doing extraordinary things. — Neal Shusterman

There is only one reward for sharing love, money, and help with others: God's pleasure. - Mark Littleton — Gary Chapman

Seeking happiness in material things is a sure way of being unhappy. — Pope Francis

Open your eyes that you might see that all things are possible through you (with God's help) — Robert A. Schuller

There's something about his eyes in the photo. A kind of mystery. His personality comes through. It's always hung on my walls and I've given it to many people as a present. (On his iconic photo of Che Guevara) — Alberto Korda

In the absence of ancient hatreds, chauvinism can easily rustle up modern ones. — Samanth Subramanian

Physical bravery is an animal instinct; moral bravery is much higher and truer courage. — Wendell Phillips

Diamonds are intrinsically worthless, except for the deep psychological need they fill. — Nicky Oppenheimer

All the stuff you can't wait to get away from, until it's not there anymore, and then you miss it like crazy. — Morgan Matson

Every good mathematician is at least half a philosopher, and every good philosopher is at least half a mathematician. — Gottlob Frege

A sub-clerk in the post office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them. All experiences are indifferent in this regard. There are some that do either a service or a disservice to man. They do him a service if he is conscious. Otherwise, that has no importance: a man's failures imply judgment, not of circumstances, but of himself. — Albert Camus

As she reached the stairs, she made a quick detour and stepped outside.
A crescent moon hung in the midnight blue sky along with trillions of twinkling stars. Out here there were no streetlights to wash out the view. She loved being able to see the stars.
Tonight, the mountains were etched deep purple against the night sky. The white snowcapped tips gleamed silver. Nearer, silhouetted pine trees swayed in the breeze as if in a slow dance.
"You are such a romantic," Trask had once told her. "Are you sure you want to open a bar? You should be writing poetry."
She'd laughed. "How do you know I don't? — B. J. Daniels