Motowns Choreographer Quotes & Sayings

We have a belief. A belief that our deaths will mean something, that what we fight for has purpose beyond the perpetuation of evil. You fight because you are told to, but we fight because we choose to. — E. Milan

Draw a monster. Why is it a monster? — Janice Lee

To fellowship with God is to be fulfilled — Sunday Adelaja

Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble. — Louise Bogan

Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Times are changing and women need the critical stimulus of competition outside the home. A girl must nowadays believe completely in herself as an individual. She must realize at the outset that a woman must do the same job better than a man to get as much credit for it. She must be aware of the various discriminations , both legal and traditional, against women in the business world. — Amelia Earhart

What's locked away / from sight today / will come out / when we look / without fear / for the truth / of what is / really there. — Jay Woodman

I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old — Bayard Taylor

Yells of joy, thousands in chorus. It sounded almost like they were cheering her on. — Brandon Sanderson

I have lately got back to that glorious society called Solitude. — Henry David Thoreau

I am no better than anyone yet as good as everyone! — Mama Char

True gratitude ascends to the highest altitudes. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Sometimes I forget myself in a book. And when i have to stop reading it takes me a minute to remember where I am. Or who I am. — Anonymous

I sit on the couch watching her arrange
her long red hair before my bedroom
mirror.
she pulls her hair up and
piles it on top of her head-
she lets her eyes look at
my eyes-
then she drops her hair and
lets it fall down in front of her face.
we go to bed and I hold her
speechlessly from the back
my arm around her neck
I touch her wrists and hands
feel up to
her elbows
no further. — Charles Bukowski

How dreadful boredom is - how dreadfully boring; I know no stronger expression, no truer one, for like is recognized only by like ... I lie prostrate, inert; the only thing I see is emptiness, the only thing I live on is emptiness, the only thing I move in is emptiness. I do not even suffer pain ... Pain itself has lost its refreshment for me. If I were offered all the glories of the world or all the torments of the world, one would move me no more than the other; I would not turn over to the other side either to attain or to avoid. I am dying death. And what could divert me? Well, if I managed to see a faithfulness that withstood every ordeal, an enthusiasm that endured everything, a faith that moved mountains; if I were to become aware of an idea that joined the finite and the infinite. — Soren Kierkegaard