Ojczyzna Quotes & Sayings

MacKenzie later said it was she who targeted Bezos, not the other way around. — Anonymous

Still, the novelty of any letter or package was sufficient that no one suggested opening it until the full measure of enjoyment should have been extracted from speculation about its contents. — Diana Gabaldon

The process of making art is the process of becoming a person with agency, with independent thought, a producer of meaning rather than a consumer of meanings that may be at odds with your soul, your destiny, your humanity, so there's another kind of success in becoming conscious that matters and that is up to you and nobody else and within your reach. — Rebecca Solnit

Don't go to the same studio twice, or work with the same engineer twice. — Stephen Malkmus

Titles and mottoes to books are like escutcheons and dignities in the hands of a king. The wise sometimes condescend to accept of them; but none but a fool would imagine them of any real importance. We ought to depend upon intrinsic merit, and not the slender helps of the title. — Oliver Goldsmith

they greet those who are cast down, and those in heart, those troubled adn those filled with desire, those who are overjoyed and those disconsolate, all lovers. may all herein find strength against inconstancy, against unfairness and despite and loss and pain and all the bitterness of loving. — Joseph Bedier

God eternally exists as three persons, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, and each person is fully God, and there is one God. — Wayne Grudem

I first went there late one afternoon with the fabled Paris photographer Robert Doisneau, who thrived on collecting local color. — Stanley Karnow

The Living God alone can make us living men; the mighty God alone can make us mighty men; the loving God alone can make us consecrated men. — Peter Forsyth

She could not bring herself to turn away from the night sky, for the stars and the blackness were the only escape she had when old faded memories returned to haunt her. — Narayan Liu

He had thought providing for his wife was the greatest expression of devotion. Somehow it hadn't sufficed. How could I have loved her more? I never touched another woman. His sorrow was this: There was something she had needed, something she had tried to call forth from within him, that he did not possess. — Kiana Davenport