Ohmanhua Quotes & Sayings

And Quell asked, 'Ah, but what is nature?'
Socrates answered, sparks showering, 'God surprising himself with odd miracles of flesh. — Ray Bradbury

Come with me to the mountains. Every stone there tells a story. — Avijeet Das

The realization that you're not always standing down there on the field merely to win, to be successful, was very liberating. One can be successful by helping the team, the other players. All of a sudden I felt the kind of empathy for people that I hadn't felt before. — Oliver Kahn

Humility is not a character trait to develop, it's the natural by-product of being with Jesus. — Louie Giglio

The future cannot be divorced from the past. — Erika Johansen

[Two respondents] minimized the assimilationist implications of the dominant account; Russ Silver rejects the idea entirely.
I have no interest in being accepted. I consider this system corrupt, and I don't want to be accepted by it. We're in this together. Faggots, junkies, women, blacks, Hispanics, Native Americans, Asians, don't you see it? Don't you see that our white male government doesn't care about us? When I say this it shocks coat-and-tie lesbians and gay men everywhere. Well, I'm sorry, folks; if you had AIDS you would know what I know: The government doesn't give a goddamn cent for a faggot's life. — Vera Whisman

I went to the dentist. He said "Say Aaah." I said "Why?" He said "My dog's died." — Tommy Cooper

When I made the leap from category romance to larger single-title books, I was encouraged to make the book 'big,' and suspense was allowed. Over the years, I've been able to write the kind of books I love, with a balance of suspense and romance. How lucky am I? — Lisa Jackson

Safin, in his way, is very talented. It is a joy to watch them play; it is tennis of a very high quality. — Richard Krajicek

Do small things with great Love — Mother Teresa

I find it strange when people can't relate to kids, because you were a kid once, you know? — Joel Edgerton

Courage is not the towering oak that sees storms come and go; it is the fragile blossom that opens in the snow. — Alice Mackenzie Swaim