Ozonosphere Quotes & Sayings

Language is the dress of thought; every time you talk your mind is on parade. — Samuel Johnson

You should never be surprised when someone treats you with respect, you should expect it. — Sarah Dessen

a person would never wish for tragedy, but there can be a kind of transformation that results. There is an awfulness to it, but also a form of grace. — Terry Tracy

PHi2.1 If there be therefore any consolation in Christ, if any comfort of love, if any fellowship of the Spirit, if any bowels and mercies, PHi2.2 Fulfil ye my joy, that ye be likeminded, having the same love, being of one accord, of one mind. PHi2.3 Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves. PHi2.4 Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others. — Anonymous

Whenever the balance of power was unequal, there was a driver and a driven. Power was the lethal vice, the turn-on with evil built into it, because it required a victim to manifest itself. Power implied subject and object. They needed some way to recognize (for everyone to recognize) that everybody was a subject. — Marge Piercy

There comes a time when a man must forgo familiarity and venture into uncertainty; risking obscurity, but also quite possibly ... finding meaning. — Jerry J.C. Veit

Something deep in all of us yearns for God's beauty, and we can find it no matter where we are. — Sue Monk Kidd

A truly wise man does not play leapfrog with a unicorn. — Gautama Buddha

Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. — Robert Mitchum

Yes, we record practically everything on Pro Tools. — Caroline Corr

It is better to be dumb and smart than to be vocal and dumb. — William DeGraftColeman

There are still things to be handle; there will always be things to be handled. Nobody ever gets caught up and finished on what there is to do. And even if you do, for a moment, feel a central peace, there is always somebody walking behind you with a switchblade. — Charles Bukowski