Nohea Mauna Quotes & Sayings
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Anyone who wants bookstores to survive is portrayed as a Luddite who goes around smashing up Kindles. — John Connolly

She wondered if she was doomed to be one of those people who spend their lives trying things. — David Nicholls

I lived with the constant awareness that if I cared about you and you figured it out, you'd leave. — Karen Marie Moning

If you want to be your best, spend a lot of time exploring what is more than enough. Push yourself until the bar is lying immobile across your chest. Push yourself right off the edge of your capacity. — Brad Alan Lewis

Larry says it's sandalwood, and it's called that 'cause of the Latin name. They don't make sandals out of it or nothing. — J.L. Merrow

When all shoot at one mark, the gods join in the combat. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Do not look around at what everyone else is doing. No one is asking you to be someone else. But the world does need you to be you, because you are the only one who can do the job. Be the person God created you to be. He made you exactly right. — Ellyn Sanna

I'm basically a homegrown American. — Junior Seau

Whenever anyone wants others to do their work they call upon their Altruism. 'Never mind your own needs,' they say, 'Think of the needs of ... of whoever. Of the state. Of the poor. Of the Army, of the King. Of God.' The list goes on and on. How many catastrophes were launched with the words 'Think of yourself?' It's the king and country crowd who light the torch of destruction. — Andrew Ryan

It's not about working anymore, its about doing work I can be proud of. — Paul Walker

It's about running wild in a field of exclamation points chasing question marks — Natasha Tsakos

Tea is the tast of my land:it is bitter and warm,strong,and sharp with memory.It tastes of longing.It tastes of the distance between where you are and where you come from.Also it vanishes-the taste of it vanishes from your tongue while your lips are still hot from the cup.It disappears,like plantations stretching up into the mist.I have heard that your country drinks more tea than any other.How sad that must make you-like children who long for absent mothers.I am sorry. — Chris Cleave