Nieve Kid Quotes & Sayings

It seems almost incredible that the advocates of liberty should conceive of the idea of selling a fellow creature to slavery. — James Forten

All that was speculation, and a man can get carried away by a reasonable theory. Often a man finds a theory that explains things and he builds atop that theory, finding all the right answers ... only the basic theory is wrong. But that's the last thing he will want to admit. — Louis L'Amour

Zippy is living in the moment. — Bill Griffith

When my bed is empty, Makes me feel awful mean and blue. My springs are getting rusty, Living single like I do. — Bessie Smith

I sometimes joke that I am the first writer of historical fiction who can look out his window and point to the objects in his novels. I have a view of the entrance to the Bosporus, the old city, Hagia Sophia, the Blue Mosque. — Orhan Pamuk

Shout praise and whisper criticism. — Don Meyer

I'm looking for a woman who's head is mixed up like mine. — Bob Dylan

If Iraq's weapons are weapons of mass destruction, surely ours are weapons of growth and nurturing. — Greg Proops

It is natural to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes to that siren until she allures us to our death. — Gertrude Stein

The praying which makes a prayerful ministry is not a little praying put in as we put flavor to give it a pleasant smack, but the praying must be in the body, and form the blood and bones. Prayer is no petty duty, put into a corner; no piecemeal performance made out of the fragments of time which have been snatched from business and other engagements of life; but it means that the best of our time, the heart of our time and strength must be given. — E. M. Bounds

Crowds, Scott said. People trudging along wide streets, pushing carts or riding bikes, crowd after crowd in the long lens of the camera so they seem even closer together than they really are, totally jampacked, and I think of how they merge with the future, how the future makes room for the non-achiever, the trudger, the nonagressor, the nonindividual. Totally calm in the long lens, crowd on top of crowd, pedaling, trudging, faceless, sort of surviving nicely. — Don DeLillo