Nine Months Anniversary Quotes & Sayings

There are many, doubtless, who have not yet got farther in love than their own family; but there are others who have learned that for the true heart there is neither Frenchman nor Englishman, neither Jew nor Greek, neither white nor black - only the sons and daughters of God, only the brothers and sisters of the one elder brother. — George MacDonald

Sexuality with all its attendant yearnings and pains, jealousies and taboos, is the most disturbing impulse humans have. — John Steinbeck

The Maker is very great in mercy. — Lailah Gifty Akita

I guess I'm just not the film femme fatale type. I giggle too much. I have freckles and a turned-up nose, and I walk like an athlete. — Joan Caulfield

Never marry a beautiful woman. A beautiful woman will leave you. An ugly woman will leave you, too, but so what? — Rick Majerus

But, it has something to do with having belief in a human future and what that human future is. What is the future of humanity? How does this whole experiment not self-destruct with the environment and everything else going on? — Brit Marling

Certainly it is true that the constant striving for something better-the price of progress-adds to the total of human happiness. It stimulates industry by creating new wants. It multiplies opportunities for the employment of brain and brawn. And it bridges the gaps between peaks of prosperity and helps take up the slack during times of reaction. — John Willys

The face of an innocent child is just a mask; if not properly taken care of, a beast can just be unleashed". — Abdulazeez Henry Musa

In order to grow
you have to let go
of all that you are
and all that you know. — Maureen Rose Muldoon

Jazz is not a game of chance. Its sonorous disorder is only an appearance. It is an organized force obeying obscure laws, conforming to a secret technique, codified or not, and we discover that no one can become a virtuoso on the spur of the moment in this orchestra of 'noisemakers. — Wanda Landowska

The sweet small clumsy feet of april came into the ragged meadow of my soul. — E. E. Cummings