Quotes & Sayings About Love By Famous Philosophers

What a difference from words on a page, or images on a video screen. Surrounding him was one of the oldest fortresses in England, where men had died defending the walls, and something was happening. — Steve Berry

Of course I don't want to get knocked down. But the single and sole solution to that fear is to not go anywhere where I can be knocked down. And is that not already being knocked down? — Craig D. Lounsbrough

I love kids with a passion I usually reserve for hot cheese, miniature chairs, and Prince concerts, but I feel no stress to reproduce simply because of a fear of withering eggs. — Olivia Wilde

The South was at the point where the scale was tipping against slavery. It was slowly dawning on the plantation owners that slave labor was not economic, besides being morally wrong. Slavery was destined to be abolished, whether for economic reasons or moral reasons matters not, but the international intriguers were not going to wait for voluntary abolition to rob them of their trump card. — John Coleman

Minds were made for blowing. — Tom Robbins

If opportunity doesn't knock build a door and open it, stop waiting around for someone to give it to you. — Tilicia Haridat

'Miss Rumphius' has been, perhaps, the closest to my heart. There are, of course, many dissimilarities between me and Alice Rumphius, but, as I worked, she gradually seemed to become my alter ego. Perhaps she had been that right from the start. — Barbara Cooney

Way back when I was a junior pastry chef, I'd bake loads of muffins every morning, as many as 120 or so, while operating on autopilot. — Yotam Ottolenghi

I look in the mirror, and I work with the brightest person I know. — George Lois

My heart is set, as firmly as ever heart of man was set on woman. I have no thought, no view, no hope, in life beyond her; and if you oppose me in this great stake, you take my peace and happiness in your hands, and cast them to the wind. — Charles Dickens

We, who had no designated safe havens where we could carry our vomit for other people to clean up for us - who were too urgently needed to afford to pause for occasional maintenance, too dignified to succumb to emotional fatigue - not for us the overpaid charlatans disguised as therapists, who would only poke at our scabs and suck our money. No. We, the unbreakable ones, we ourselves were all the therapy that we needed. — N. Maria Kwami