Pelote De Laine Quotes & Sayings

The most expensive part of building is the mistakes. — Ken Follett

Our second remark is, that the office is of divine appointment, not merely in the sense in which the civil powers are ordained of God, but in the sense that ministers derive their authority from Christ, and not from the people. — Charles Hodge

You can die but your dream mustn't. Plant a seed of your dream into someone if you can't make your dream come true. Ask him to do so.
Someday, someone will make your dream come true.
Even if it takes a thousand years, never let your dream die. Dream big now ... — Adam Aksara

And wasn't my mind also like another crib in the depths of which I felt I remained ensconced, even in order to watch what was happening outside? When I saw an external object, my awareness that I was seeing it would remain between me and it, lining it with a thin spiritual border that prevented me from ever directly touching its substance; it would volatize in some way before I could make contact with it, just as an incandescent body brought near a wet object never touches its moisture because it is always preceded by a zone of evaporation. — Marcel Proust

All things are in common among friends. — Diogenes

The senses get tired. Sometimes, long before the end, they say, I'm quitting - I'm getting out of this now. And then the person is less prepared to meet the world, and stays at home more, without some of what he needs if he is to go on.

If it all quits on him, he is really alone; in the dark, in the silence, numb hands, nothing in his mouth, nothing in his nostrils. He asks himself, Did I treat them wrong? Didn't I show them a good time? — Lydia Davis

The gardener plants trees, not one berry of which he will ever see: and shall not a public man plant laws, institutions, government, in short, under the same conditions? — Marcus Tullius Cicero

I feel like someone who's meditating could possibly benefit their meditation practice and their well-being just by sitting down and thinking about things that they love for ten minutes. — Moby

The sea waves stirred before me
they dashed against the rocks
Like a mermaid rising from its depths
curled white sea foam were her locks ... — Giselle V. Steele

Let us think only of spending the present day well. Then when tomorrow shall have come, it will be called today, and then we will think about it. — Saint Francis De Sales

The breaking wave and the muscle as it contracts obey the same law. Delicate line gathers the body's total strength in a bold balance. Shall my soul meet so severe a curve, journeying on its way to form? — Dag Hammarskjold

The utmost the American novelist can hope for, if he hopes at all to see his work included in the literature of his time, is that it may eventually be found to be along in the direction of the growing tip of collective consciousness. Preeminently the novelist's gift is that of access to the collective mind. — Mary Hunter Austin