Loccidentale Quotes & Sayings

Such is the demographic paradox of a junior physician's relationship with his patients: I worry about how to extend their lives. This anxiety inevitably shortens my own. — Jacob M. Appel

He who would be well taken care of must take care of himself. — William Graham Sumner

There are days when you need someone who just wants to be your sunshine and not the air you breathe. — Robert Breault

When I am fishing, I think quite a lot about the fish, but I also think about the book I'm writing. — Max Hastings

This morning I woke up, how blessed I am
Eyes to see, a voice to speak
Words to read and love to feel?
If this isn't something to be thankful for, I'm not sure what is. — Nikki Rowe

I have had a lifelong phobia of snakes. — Jessica Savitch

Never slay your enemies!
Take advantage of them all! — Toba Beta

It is easy to live with someone of value than someone famous. — Debasish Mridha

If he could do one thing, he could run. He had spent his life running, secrets spitting at his back. — Brenda Sutton Rose

The symbolism of meat-eating is never neutral. To himself, the meat-eater seems to be eating life. To the vegetarian, he seems to be eating death. There is a kind of gestalt-shift between the two positions which makes it hard to change, and hard to raise questions on the matter at all without becoming embattled. — Mary Midgley

Television's very dependent on images. That's not what news is. — Kurt Loder

Maybe God is calling you to do something extraordinary that isn't on your calendar; something to revive your soul! — Aiden Wilson Tozer

I loved these salt rivers more than I loved the sea; I loved the movement of tides more than I loved the fury of surf. Something in me was congruent with this land, something affirmed when I witnessed the startled, piping rush of shrimp or the flash of starlight on the scales of mullet. I could feel myself relax and change whenever I returned to the lowcountry and saw the vast green expanses of marsh, feminine as lace, delicate as calligraphy. The lowcountry had its own special ache and sting. — Pat Conroy