Mahmoodi Maryam Quotes & Sayings

When I wake up, I always drink tons of Guayaki organic yerba mate tea. — Lisa Edelstein

Youth is but the painted shell within which, continually growing, lives that wondrous thing the spirit of a man, biding its moment of apparition, earlier in some than in others. — Lew Wallace

There's not one living thing on this planet that doesn't scream to survive." I — Patricia Engel

Aim to seek out experiences that enliven your life. — Steven Redhead

In the enormous whale-belly of steel and stone carved out to form the long-enduring old opera house, Rick Deckard found an echoing, noisy, slightly miscontrived rehearsal taking place. — Philip K. Dick

Just thinking. Man, Sophie, it's only your first day and you've already befriended the school outcast, pissed off the most popular girls at Hecate, and developed a full-blown thing for the hottest guy. If you can manage to get detention tomorrow, you'll be like, legendary. — Rachel Hawkins

There have been times in my life I prayed for change.

For rescue.

For strength.

For answers.

There have been times in my life I blamed others for everything that went wrong, bypassing accepting responsibility, because it was easier. — Kim Holden

Reveal to the people and make them experience God first before you make them church members — Sunday Adelaja

The men loved jokes, though they had heard each one before. Jack's manner was persuasive; few of them had seen the old stories so well delivered. Jack himeself laughed a little, but he was able to see the effect his performance had on his audience. The noise of their laughter roared like the sea in his ears. He wanted it louder and louder; he wanted them to drown out the war with their laughter. If the could should loud enough, they might bring the world back to its senses; they might laugh loud enough to raise the dead. — Sebastian Faulks

it is entirely possible to be depressed without being conscious of it. When you're cut off from your emotions, he said, they often manifest in your body. — Dan Harris

I was born, slipping on a symphony of broken melancholy; created of pencils and crayons; i was not supposed to be this way. i guess i am a "disappointment". i paint and draw. i like to write poetry. The things I excel at could fit inside my shoe." Excerpt from the poem,"Pain"written in 1995, by E.H. Cato(my maiden name) featured in Volume 2 of the Rantings & Ravings Series, 2013. — Emily H. Sturgill