Mbetell Quotes & Sayings

A sentimentalist is one who delights to have high and devout emotions stirred whilst reading in an arm-chair, or in a prayer meeting, but he never translates his emotions into action. Consequently a sentimentalist is usually callous, self-centred and selfish, because the emotions he likes to have stirred do not cost him anything. — Oswald Chambers

I still don't know anything about drugs, or who takes them, or what happens. — Michael Giles

That was the problem with monsters. Sometimes they looked just like everybody else. — Holly Black

I don't Twitter, although sometimes I think that I should. — Parker Posey

Imagine, for a moment, that you are the universe. — Richard Tarnas

My table is now brightly, now dimly lighted. Its temperature varies. It may receive an ink stain. One of its legs may be broken. It may be repaired, polished, and replaced part by part. But, for me, it remains the table at which I daily write. — Ernst Mach

The only water in the forest is the River. — Neil Gaiman

They look at what's more important, like subjects to help with the SAT's, etc. They miss that music is vital. It offers a break from a stressful day of science and math and it's different. — Justin Guarini

We are not creatures of circumstance; we are creators of circumstance. — Benjamin Disraeli

I think [Transcendental Meditation] is what people need. They don't need high minded talk, they need results. — Paul McCartney

The media cannot come separate [Donald] Trump from his supporters. Only Trump can do that. They're trying, they're gonna keep trying because they think they can. They did it with [George W.]Bush. They did it with [Mitt] Romney. They did it with [John] McCain. They did it with Bob Dole. — Rush Limbaugh

Not but wut abstract war is horrid, I sign to thet with all my heart, But civilysation doos git forrid Sometimes, upon a powder-cart. — James Russell Lowell

The one thing with stress is, you've got to keep your focus on what you can do, not what happened to you. — Ben Horowitz

I suppose there has been nothing like the airports since the age of the stage-stops - nothing quite as lonely, as sombre-silent. The red-brick depots were built right into the towns they marked - people didn't get off at those isolated stations unless they lived there. But airports lead you way back in history like oases, like the stops on the great trade routes. The sight of air travellers strolling in ones and twos into midnight airports will draw a small crowd any night up or two. The young people look at the planes, the older ones look at the passengers with a watchful incredulity. — F Scott Fitzgerald