Mamisan Quotes & Sayings

Money, as a sort of drug, has become a great danger to our development. There will be no progress in our country unless we win the fight against corruption. This is a question of survival for the Communist Party of Vietnam and for socialism. — Nguyen Minh Triet

1997 and 1999 published the Zimbardo Time Perspective Inventory (ZTPI) and the Transcendental-future Time Perspective Inventory (TFTPI).33 As — Philip G. Zimbardo

In days of doubt, in days of dreary musings on my country's fate, you alone are my comfort and support, oh great, powerful, righteous, and free Russian language! — Ivan Turgenev

It's OKAY to be scared. Being scared means you're about to do something really, really brave. — Mandy Hale

Take all the time you need, Miss Steele. I need another moment to marshal my wayward thoughts. — E.L. James

I don't see how we can compromise on this. I need to fight my fights. Can you stand back and let me? — Annette Marie

It's best to locate the mind first before launching the 'missiles of contention'. — Gasmaskman

The creation of a nuclear weapons convention is not only achievable, it is imperative if civilisation is to survive. — C. G. Weeramantry

Anyone can heal who believes that he can and will take the time to put that belief into motion. — Ernest Holmes

The divine right of kings may have been a plea for feeble tyrants, but the divine right of government is the keystone of human progress, and without it governments sink into police, and a nation is degraded into a mob. — Benjamin Disraeli

When you dance, you measure distance as if it's a solid thing; you make precise judgments every time two bodies exist in relation to each other. So I knew right away the definition of the space between us. — David Levithan

I modeled from the time I was 15 until I was 20. — Shantel VanSanten

For there is much truth in the saying that it is easy to give just and wise counsel - to others! - but hard to act justly and wisely for oneself. — Albert Einstein

Christopher couldn't recall what day it was; he certainly didn't know what hour it was. It was a gray day, but there was no dullness in that gray. It was shimmering pearl-gray, of a color bounced back by shimmering water and shimmering air. It was a crimson-edged day, like a gray squirrel shot and bleeding redly from the inside and around the edges. Yes, there was the pleasant touch of death on things, gushing death and gushing life. — R.A. Lafferty