Lyras Father Quotes & Sayings

It's about a love song to myself, and a love song to the universe, kind of like the way that Song of Solomon consists of love songs to God or like the way Sufi poems are erotic love songs to God, I kind of wanted something like that. Because I was getting to know myself more deeply at this point. I've always been on this track where I wanted to be enlightened. — Larkin Grimm

When Wade brought you home, I thought, Now here's a girl with a little fire in her. And where there's fire, there's usually smoke. — Lorna Landvik

To heal divisions, to relieve the oppress'd, In virtue rich; in blessing others, bless'd. — Homer

Beauty comes from the inside. — Kathy Ireland

You never get time at Working Title, sadly, to enjoy any film's success, because you're worrying about the next lot. — Eric Fellner

There are certain things in which we so rarely meet with our double that it seems a miracle when that chance befalls. — Charlotte Bronte

So we rowed, our only hope that we could reach the mainland before nightfall reached us. — Ransom Riggs

The pursuit of pretty formulas and neat theorems can no doubt quickly degenerate into a silly vice, but so can the quest for austere generalities which are so very general indeed that they are incapable of application to any particular. — E. T. Bell

ADVERSITY CAN DISTRESS US OR BLESS US The way we use adversity is strictly our own choice, For in God's Hands adversity can make the heart rejoice - For everything God sends to us, no matter in what form, Is sent with plan and purpose for by the fierceness of a storm The atmosphere is changed and cleared and the earth is washed and clean. — Helen Steiner Rice

At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate to be shut; but I find that yet there is time. — Rabindranath Tagore

The bull who killed Vicente Girones was named Bocanegra, was Number 118 of the bull-breeding establishment of Sanchez Taberno, and was killed by Pedro Romero as the third bull of that same afternoon. His ear was cut by popular acclimation and given to Pedro Romero, who, in turn, gave it to Brett, who wrapped it in a handkerchief belonging to myself, and left both ear and handkerchief, along with a number of Muratti cigarette-stubs, shoved far back in the drawer of the bed-table that stood beside her bed in the Hotel Montoya, in Pamplona. — Ernest Hemingway,

I love working in TV. TV is fast. You shoot it, and it's done quickly. — Henry Ian Cusick