Love Opening Top Quotes & Sayings

When it comes to work, it isn't so much what we do or how much we're paid; it's the satisfaction we take in doing it. — Sue Grafton

I will await below," Stilgar said, "while Idaho makes farewell with his friends. Turok was the name of our dead friend. Remember that when it comes time to release his spirit. You are friends of Turok. — Frank Herbert

When you see a 14-year-old boy who has never known what peace looks like for a day in his life, there's part of you as a human being that feels some degree, you can say, compassion for the fact that these boys have known war, famine, violence and death from the day they were born. — Amanda Lindhout

A thousand years a city, and a thousand years a forest. — Swami Vivekananda

He is flawless, without a blemish. Majesic ... muscular. — Gail Carson Levine

A city with all the personality of a paper cup. (On Los Angeles) — Raymond Chandler

Sydney's the kind of port that leaves a mark on a sailor," the old man mused.
"Really?" Haakon said, wondering what the man meant.
"It did on me," he said, opening up his shirt to display his chest. It was covered with tattoos! At the top, SYDNEY was printed in elaborate red and blue letters. Beneath that was an enticing selection of names and dates.
"Mary, 1838 ... Adella, 1840 ... " The old sailor began laughing. "Beatrice, 1843 ... Helen, 1846." And then finally, "Mother." There was no date after "Mother."
"Mothers you love forever," he said. Everybody laughed then, including Haakon, though the thought brought some sadness to his heart. He did love his mother forever, and he missed her as well. — Bonnie Bryant Hiller

We are setting ourselves up for disappointment if our hope is built on anything less than Jesus. — Shane Claiborne

Better by far to embrace the hard truth than a reassuring fable — Carl Sagan

Please, Mogget," whispered Lirael, too soft to be heard by anyone at all. But the white shape did hear. It stopped and turned inwards, to face Orannis, changing from a pillar of fire to a more human shape, but one with skin as bright as a burning star. "I am Yrael," it said, casting a hand out to throw a line of silver fire into the breaking spell-ring, its voice crackling with force. "I also stand against you. — Garth Nix