No Ka Oi Quotes & Sayings

I viewed with regret the many hours I have spent in indolence, and now sorely felt the want of that information which those hours would have given me had they been judidiously expended. But since they are past and cannot be recalled, I dash from me the gloomy thought, and resolved in future, to redouble my exertions and at least endeavor to promote those two primary objects of human existence, by giving them the aid of that portion of talents which nature and fortune have bestowed upon me; or in future, to live for MANKIND, as I have hertofore lived FOR MYSELF. — Merriweather Lewis

Without English art, I never would have understood myself, my own family, or the New England world I lived in. — William Monahan

The Bible is full of God's promises to provide for us spiritually and materially, to never forsake us, to give us peace in times of difficult circumstances, to cause all circumstances to work together for our good, and finally to bring us safely home to glory. Not one of those promises is dependent upon our performance. They are all dependent on the grace of God given to us through Jesus Christ. — Jerry Bridges

Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness. — John Suckling

Happiness depends only on your mind. When the mind is free of past impressions and future cravings, happiness is there. — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me? — Ilona Andrews

They then interviewed us, asking about our love of Qingdao, how we met, why we came. Having learned quickly what they wanted to hear, we answered with the obligatory enthusiasm. Patrick, in especially fine form, waxed the kind of cheesy poetic that put yen-signs in the eyes of the producers. On a seaside boardwalk, for example, they asked him a simple question about the appeal of Qingdao to which he replied with a philosophical metaphor on what he lovingly dubbed, "The Qingdao Mist," a euphemism for the constant polluted haze that enveloped the city. He compared it to the dreamlike state of early love, when all landscapes are a pleasant blur of fuzzy details. I, trying not to laugh, vented my amusement in a wide, photographic smile. — Megan Rich

Watcha doin'?" Caeden flopped down on the couch beside me.
"Homework, you should really try it sometime."
He snorted. "You don't even know what grades I make."
"I'm sure they suck. — Micalea Smeltzer