Minolta X 700 Quotes & Sayings

He felt that taking naps was much more beneficial than confronting catastrophes. — Yukio Mishima

It felt as though they were the only people in the world, two young women about to bury the symbol of their helplessness, as if that's all it would take to make them whole again. — Sarah Addison Allen

Why should neurotic, selfish, immature people suddenly become angels when they fall in love ... ? — Denis De Rougemont

History comforts the dull-witted,"" the young Malazan said.
Beneth barked a laugh as he reached the gate. "And whose words are those, Pella? Not yours."
The guard's brows rose, then shrugged. "I forget you're Korelri sometimes, Beneth. Those words? Emperor Kellanved. — Steven Erikson

I never thought of it like that. I always thought of you as a part of me, like my own eyes or my own hands. You don't go around thinking 'I love my eyes, I love my hands', do you? But think what it would be like to live without your eyes or your hands. To be mad, or to be blind. I can't talk about it. It's how I feel. — Elizabeth Marie Pope

Talk to each other. Never go to bed when you're angry with each other. Lady Antonia Frasier who was married to Harold Pinter said they never went to bed on an argument. — Elton John

It's a great lesson about not being too precious about your writing. You have to try your hardest to be at the top of your game and improve every joke you can until the last possible second, and then you have to let it go. You can't be that kid standing at the top of the waterslide, overthinking it ... You have to let people see what you wrote. — Tina Fey

Those who take refuge behind theological barbed wire fences, quite often wish they could have more freedom of thought, but fear the change to the great ocean of truth as they would a cold bath. — Luther Burbank

Wherever humans garden magnificently, there are magnificent heartbreaks. — Henry Mitchell

It had been so ugly, and Walter hated ugliness. — L.M. Montgomery

... we don't love things because they're perfect. We love them for what they are inside, what they represent, the time together, the shared memories represented by our battle scars and flaws. — Kathleen Mix

Long, discursive, dry, and inane are the prayers in many pulpits. Without unction or heart, they fall like a killing frost on all the graces of worship. Death-dealing prayers they are. Every vestige of devotion has perished under their breath. The deader they are the longer they grow. — E. M. Bounds

The final frontier may be human relationships, one person to another. — Buzz Aldrin