Mycarle Quotes & Sayings

Awakening to who we really are is at the heart of yoga ... Yoga offers a path to this underlying field of being, which is the source of creativity, fulfillment, and abundance. — David Simon

Tolerance of diversity is imperative, because without it, life would lose its savor. Progress in the arts, in the sciences, in the patterns of social adjustment springs from diversity and depends upon a tolerance of individual deviations from conventional ways and attitudes. — Alan Barth

Knowledge is power, Clark — Jojo Moyes

The saxophone was created to mimic the human voice and I think that's why I gravitated toward the saxophone eventually. I'd loved the clarinet, but there's something about the saxophone that just grabs you. — Matana Roberts

I'm acting like someone who is starting to realize who he is and what he can do. — Pittacus Lore

You never want to make a 'message movie', but you always want to be talking about something that you care about. — Rian Johnson

If you wish to view this as a cautionary tale, be my guest. — Philip Plait

I know lonely can be hard, but the longer you stay in the wrong relationship, the longer it will take for the right one to find you. Don't stay in a relationship that doesn't build you up. — Elizabeth Bourgeret

I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you. — Sylvia Day

For years, we have heard warnings that Europe needs to contribute more to NATO's capability. — Lord Robertson

In this book," he said, "Mr. Simak postulates the idea that there are a number of worlds like ours. Not other planets but other Earths, parallel Earths, in a kind of ring around the sun. — Stephen King

The way to belief is short and easy, the way to knowledge is long and hard. — Ernst Stuhlinger

Is it a mausoleum, and I, the Egyptiab, mummified with pillows and my own flesh, through some oversight enbalmed alive? There must be some mistake. — Margaret Laurence