Menett Pusok Quotes & Sayings

And her slender white neck was bowed over her book, the fair hair falling on either side of it — L.J.Smith

I have a deep respect and love for these tiny humans, and I hope to convey in my images a measure of the beauty that exists in all children. — Anne Geddes

The greatest thing about form and convention is that it saves you from having to reinvent the wheel. Now, whether you mount the wheel to a horse carriage or a Formula One racing car, make it plain or give it spinning rims, those are all craft decisions. But the fact of the wheel remains: it will turn if you set it down. That's what I mean about the beauty of the gifts genre can offer. — Chris Abani

The radical elimination of magic from the world allowed no other psychological course than the practice of worldly asceticism. Since — Max Weber

Painted time is a different zone. This is why I don't believe that a painting - although I've been accused of it many times now - can be truly topical. A painting's physicality gives it a different persistence and a different perception. — Luc Tuymans

I shared a compartment with a half-dozen muffled-up soldiers who had only arrived the day before, including an ill-favoured young Catalan whose pox-pitted cheeks sprouted stubble like a grave in May. — Laurie Lee

The spontaneity of slaps is sincerity, whereas the ceremonial of caresses is largely convention. — Ugo Betti

The people most successful at both giving and receiving love are not the ones who walk around degrading and bad-mouthing themselves all the time, but those who are fully in love with themselves and fully aware that they are loved by God. Because they are at peace within themselves about themselves, they are free both to give love and to allow others to love them. — Myles Munroe

God is looking for clean hands and a pure heart. — Monica Johnson

Batter my heart, three-person'd God ; for you
As yet but knock ; breathe, shine, and seek to mend ;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy ;
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me. — John Donne

A program that produces incorrect results twice as fast is infinitely slower. — John Ousterhout

Our understanding is correlative to our perception. — Robert Delaunay