Manchmal Nie Quotes & Sayings

Grief is a gift, something you have to earn. — Peter Hoeg

My entire youth was spent with an incredibly ill parent ... I don't think you can grow up that way and not be marked by that experience. — Nicholas A. Christakis

To-day, to-morrow, every day, to thousands the end of the world is close at hand. And why should we fear it? We walk here, as it were, in the crypts of life; at times, from the great cathedral above us, we can hear the organ and the chanting choir; we see the light stream through the open door, when some friend goes up before us; and shall we fear to mount the narrow staircase of the grave that leads us out of this uncertain twilight into life eternal? — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Poetry is a beautiful way of expressing feelings - happy, sad, angry, caring. It's also a way that we share with other people, to help them with those feelings. — Mattie Stepanek

The hardest part of change is going through the unknown. — Robert Kiyosaki

I want everybody to travel, to travel and not be afraid. — Dhani Jones

While Person A might believe the kitchen counter provides a reasonable surface on which to place one's balled-up sweatsocks post-gym, Person B - about to cut up some vegetables on that same counter, perhaps for a meal intended to be shared with Person A - can only read the sockball as a message that says, 'Hi! I have contempt for you!' — Lynn Coady

My first dick-free day and I'm exhausted. The fuck? — Megan D. Martin

To carry a light on Earth is to represent the Sun on earth! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Before I put another notch in my lipstick case, you better make sure you put me in my place. — Pat Benatar

Today you will envy the blessings of another, or you will bask in the wonder of the amazing grace you have been given. — Paul David Tripp

Mostly what I remember is the way things looked sometimes after I'd push down the plunger, sometimes when I got so high so fast I couldn't even take the needle out of my arm. I just sat back, head lolling on my shoulders like a balloon on a string, and everything, walls, carpet, couch cushion, my own hands, broke down to swirling molecules, reassembled as a million other things, and danced before my eyes before arranging themselves once more as reality. The endless cycle, that dance of molecules and their return to something solid, left me as drained as if I'd flown around the sun with veins for wings. — Jerry Stahl

Finland is no utopia. — Bernie Sanders