Nataliia Bacchus Quotes & Sayings

In the theatre, a hero is one who believes that all women are ladies, a villain one who believes that all ladies are women. — George Jean Nathan

Educating our young girls is the foundation for Nigeria's growth and development. — Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala

My heart is quite calm now. I will go back. — James Joyce

A second thing that an individual must do in seeking to love his enemy is to discover the element of good in his enemy, and everytime you begin to hate that person and think of hating that
person, realize that there is some good there and look at those good points which will over-balance the bad points. — Martin Luther King Jr.

In reality, conclusions are muddy, there are no final curtains, and life just goes on. — Sam Waterston

Teens think listening to music helps them concentrate. It doesn't. It relieves them of the boredom that concentration on homework induces. — Marilyn Vos Savant

Instead of critics reviewing my movies, now what they're really doing is trying to match wits with me. Every time they review my movies, it's like they want to play chess with the mastermind and show off every reference they can find, even when half of it is all of their own making. — Quentin Tarantino

How dare you ever in ya life walk past me without acknowledging their man as God. — LL Cool J

The accent was warm and soft and undeniably Northern. When I turned around, I was staring into a pair of beautiful crystal-blue eyes. "Wow," I whispered. I scanned the paint swatches, wondering if such a shade of blue would look good on the exterior of my house. "Mr. Johnson said you might need help selecting paint." "It's impossible," I muttered. "I just wanted to buy some blue paint. Why is this so complicated?" The handsome man stepped closer to my side. "It isn't, really. Just pick what you like." I like crystal-blue. Luckily, I didn't say those words aloud. — Sydney Logan

The lights of the city streaked off below him like the luminous spokes of a warped wheel. An indistinctly outlined, pearly moon seemed to drip down the sky, like a clot of incandescent tapioca thrown up against the night by a cosmic comic. He lit the after-the-dance, while-waiting-for-her-to-come-back cigarette. He felt good, looking down at the town that had nearly had him licked once. "I'm all set now," he thought. "I'm young. I've got love. I've got a clear track. The rest is a cinch. — Cornell Woolrich

You are my star and you have made me see," he tells her, "and I am the air beneath your wings, never rending, never ending. — Nenia Campbell