Manaloto Philippine Quotes & Sayings

If you give your best, they'll take it. — Ljupka Cvetanova

His lips inch closer to mine and his words are soft and dripping with honesty. "You're never lost, Catherine. I'll always find you." His mouth crushes down on mine as his words resonate through me, bringing tears to my eyes. And there he is - my hero. — Corinne Michaels

Think and then think what you have thought. Is it really what you had thought. Think again. — Amit Abraham

Experience was of no ethical value. It was merely the name men gave to their mistakes. Moralists had, as a rule, regarded it as a mode of warning, had claimed for it a certain ethical efficacy in the formation of character, had praised it as something that taught us what to follow and showed us what to avoid. But there was no motive power in experience. It was as little of an active cause as conscience itself. All that it really demonstrated was that our future would be the same as our past, and that the sin we had done once, and with loathing, we would do many times, and with joy. — Oscar Wilde

Do not quench your inspiration and your imagination; do not become the slave of your model. — Vincent Van Gogh

I have to eat in a way that's good for me. — Mike McCready

Remembrance is to the heart what water is to the fish. And what is the state of a fish that leaves water? — Ibn Taymiyyah

Someone stole my bicycle and I said I was going to learn to fight so that I could catch him and beat him up. But I never did catch him. But I ended up the champ of the whole world. — Muhammad Ali

Up to that time, the Republic, the Empire, had been to him only monstrous words. The Republic, a guillotine in the twilight; the Empire, a sword in the night. He had just taken a look at it, and where he had expected to find only a chaos of shadows, he had beheld, with a sort of unprecedented surprise, mingled with fear and joy, stars sparkling ... — Victor Hugo

He understood the language of the trees. He spoke to the trees and they spoke back to him! — Avijeet Das

Hardly unaware of his image, Bradlee even cultivated it. He delighted in displaying his street savvy, telling a reporter to get his ass moving and talk to some real cops, not lieutenants and captains behind a desk; then rising to greet some visiting dignitary from Le Monde or L'Express in formal, flawless French, complete with a peck on each cheek.

-- Carl Bernstein, Bob Woodward — Carl Bernstein