Palombaro Lungo Quotes & Sayings

Leaders, whether in the family, in business, in government, or in education, must not allow themselves to mistake intentions for accomplishments . — Jim Rohn

Man's sensitivity to the little things and insensitivity to the greatest are the signs of a strange disorder. — Blaise Pascal

The only way to support a revolution is to make your own. — Abbie Hoffman

Whoever touches the life of the child touches the most sensitive point of a whole which has roots in the most distant past and climbs toward the infinite future. — Maria Montessori

Everything found in this world must have its counterpart in the worlds above. Kabbalists have a phrase to describe this process: As above, so below. Our world is the seeable, touchable, hearable, smellable, and tastable form of all the hidden spiritual worlds. There is nothing in our physical world that does not come from the worlds above. Kabbalah tells us that everything we see in this world is only a reflection, an approximation, a clue, to something beyond outward appearances. — Philip S. Berg

You give me hope. The future, no matter how scary or complicated it becomes, will be okay, because you'll be with me. I can do anything, be anyone, as long as you're at my side. — Sui Lynn

There's only one type of music and that's good music, no matter what genre it is. — Will.i.am

Oh, I could never go back to that work, it's so dreary and the last thing the world needs is another coffee table book. — Peter Cameron

Confession is the giving up of ALL self-righteousness. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Fiction is about everything human and we are made out of dust, and if you scorn getting yourself dusty, then you shouldn't try to write fiction. It's not a grand enough job for you. — Flannery O'Connor

I don't really even go out that much now except to walk my dogs, because I don't want to be recognised. — Sia Furler

Midsummer Night was roasting hot. The shore, of red granite, glowed with the heat; the dark blood of the earth seemed to be rising from below. There was a sharp, unbearable smell of birds, of cod, of green decaying seaweed. Through the mist the huge ruddy sun loomed nearer and nearer. And in the sea, dark blood welled up to meet it - in bloated, rearing, huge white waves.
Night. The mouth of the bay between two cliffs was like a window. A window shutting out curious eyes with a white shade-white woolly fog. And all that you could see was that behind it something red was happening. ("The North") — Yevgeny Zamyatin

people with autism must survive in an outside world where "special needs" is playground slang for "retarded, — Naoki Higashida