Lubicz Germany Quotes & Sayings

To the possible enquiry as to the probable character of a successful flying machine, the writer would answer that in his judgment two types of such machines may eventually be evolved: one, which may be termed the soaring type, and which will carry but a single operator, and another, likely to be developed somewhat later, which may be termed the journeying type, to carry several passengers, and to be provided with a motor. — Octave Chanute

I don't think either one of them knows what it's all about, to be honest with you. Both sides are doing nothing but just looking towards the next election. — Will Rogers

I like women who are okay with who they are. — Chris Kattan

For a while, Criticism travels side by side with the Work, then Criticism vanishes and it's the Readers who keep pace. The journey may be long or short. Then the Readers die one by one and the Work continues on alone, although a new Criticism and new Readers gradually fall into step with it along its path. Then Criticism dies again and the Readers die again and the Work passes over a trail of bones on its journey toward solitude. To come near the work, to sail in her wake, is a sign of certain death, but new Criticism and new Readers approach her tirelessly and relentlessly and are devoured by time and speed. Finally the Work journeys irremediably alone in the Great Vastness. And one day the Work dies, as all things must die and come to an end: the Sun and the Earth and the Solar System and the Galaxy and the farthest reaches of man's memory. Everything that begins as comedy ends in tragedy. — Roberto Bolano

Be aware that the difference between heaven and earth is not so much altitude but attitude. — Ken Keyes Jr.

My father once told me love is magic, sir. — Victoria Alexander

Excuses, criticisms, and superstitions are vitamins for haters, but poison for the successful. Rise above! — Steve Maraboli

No, I did not think of him. When a man is hunted like a wild beast he forgets there is a God, a heaven. He forgets every thing in his struggle to get beyond the reach of the bloodhounds. — Harriet Jacobs