Lukowiak And Associates Quotes & Sayings

It could be anything, give a homeless guy a sandwich, help an old lady across the street like anything to make this world a better place. If everybody just did one good thing for another person like a selfless good deed just think about how much a better place this would be. — Frank Iero

We have eternity, beloved."
"You may have eternity. I have only now."
"But this is eternity. — Frank Herbert

We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle. — J.D. Salinger

The spiritual journey is one that we must take "alone together," in the same way that a good marriage involves a dance between solitude and communion. The life of the spirit entails a continuous alternation between retreating into oneself and going out into the world: it's an inward-outward journey. There is a solitary part to it, but that solitude helps us to develop richer and more in-depth relationships with our friends, our children, our community, and the political world. — Sam Keen

When he kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe, and the moment is eternal because he doesn't have any plans and isn't going anywhere. Just kissing you ... it's overwhelming. — Robert A. Heinlein

Genius is one of the many forms of insanity. — Cesare Lombroso

It's incredible, ridiculous really, isn't it? You realise you can make more money on the golf tour in one week than some people make in a lifetime. — Rory McIlroy

I shine my light on every dark thought that arises and they turn into whispers with wings and fly away. — Jodi Livon

We can never leave loneliness behind completely - it is part of what forms us. — Thomas L. Dumm

When I was 23 I started writing for I'm Sorry I'll Read That Again and was paid three guineas for every minute's airtime. — Eric Idle

because of the constant strife. It took my Angles, a folk the Picts — F.J. Atkinson

Not one person in a hundred knows how to be silent and listen, no, nor even to conceive what such a thing means. Yet only then can you detect, beyond the fatuous clamour, the silence of which the universe is made. — Samuel Beckett