Mazonakis Tragoudia Quotes & Sayings

If a girl understands your BS, sticks with you through your mistakes, smiles even when you've done nothing for her, it's obvious she's a keeper. But it's also obvious you don't deserve her. — Lil' Wayne

We are always looking for solutions from someone else. We forget that if we turn our mind inward, we can get some ideas, some solutions. — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

So I grew up feeling that I wasn't good enough, and that no-one would love me unless I was perfect. But no-one's perfect, we're not meant to be perfect. We're meant to be complete. But it's hard to be complete if you're trying to be perfect, so you kind of become disembodied. And I spent a lot of my life that way.""And if you don't own your strength ... Women like me tend to always look over their shoulder to see who ... "Who's the leader? Who's the smart one?" Never thinking it might be ME. Took a long time for me to get over that. — Jane Fonda

Almost all of us have an elevator or two in our lives somewhere. We wait for them, we ride on them. We're annoyed by the wait but pleased with the lift. — Andy Rooney

WHERE THERE IS A WILL, THERE IS A WAY — David J. Schwartz

We came whirling out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust ...
The stars made a circle, and in the middle, we dance. — Rumi

All the accoutrements that distinguish us from animal existence were put in place when we had a different kind of mind than we have now. We didn't have a mind that favored role specialization, and male dominance, and anxiety over female sexual activity related to feelings of male ownership. That all came later. — Terence McKenna

For all the unkind things said about envy, it would only be fair to acknowledge that not all envy is destructive. If envy leads us to work hard and to improve our skills, it becomes a stimulant to self-improvement. God has given us no quality that cannot be used for good. — Sidney Greenberg

Every artist paints his Madonna according to his own pre-conceived ideas. — Swami Vivekananda

She heard hearts bounce, tears brewing, and breath going backward, but nobody said a word. By the sorrow and loss and sweetness in their faces she knew that they recognized her, and she accepted their hunger as her homage. She thought of the hunter's great-grandmother, and wondered what it must be like to grow old, and to cry. — Peter S. Beagle