Locks Food Quotes & Sayings

I have long seen my spirituality as personal, to the degree that I harbor a slight mistrust for anyone who practices similarly. It is as though they are admitting to have on the same cut and color of underwear I do. It may be true, but I don't like to share these details with strangers. — Thomm Quackenbush

Yule is supposed to be a celebration and a consolation, a moment of warm brightness in the heart of winter, a time to eat because you know that the lean times are coming when food will be scarce and ice locks the land, and a time to be happy and get drunk and behave irresponsibly and wake up the next morning wondering if you will ever feel well again, but the West Saxons handed the feast to the priests who made it as joyous as a funeral. — Bernard Cornwell

Yes," Elene said, missing or deciding to miss the sarcasm. "Kylar thinks ... Kylar fears that he's a man born to be forever alone. He thinks the last couple of months has been him cheating fate. He's not a man born to be alone, Vi, but some lies take a long time to heal. — Brent Weeks

It is when we ask for love less and begin giving it more that the basis of human love is revealed to us. — Leo Buscaglia

Respect your fellow human being, treat them fairly, disagree with them honestly, enjoy their friendship, explore your thoughts about one another candidly, work together for a common goal and help one another achieve it. No destructive lies. No ridiculous fears. No debilitating anger. — Bill Bradley

I feel there is no substitute for going out to the movies. There is nothing like it. — Steven Spielberg

There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon. — Matsuo Basho

Words are like food. They contain information that either releases and liberates and creates possibilities and development or locks you into unhealthy patterns you can't change. — Thorbjorg Hafsteinsdottir

The first gathering of salads, radishes and herbs made me feel like a mother about her baby - how could anything so beautiful be mine? — Alice B. Toklas