Pengingat Diri Quotes & Sayings

The wounded surgeon plies the steel
That questions the distempered part;
Beneath the bleeding hands we feel
The sharp compassion of the healer's art
Resolving the enigma of the fever chart. — T. S. Eliot

We've had one of these before, when the dot-com bubble burst. What I told our company was that we were just going to invest our way through the downturn, that we weren't going to lay off people, that we'd taken a tremendous amount of effort to get them into Apple in the first place; the last thing we were going to do is lay them off. — Steve Jobs

They thought I'd die in the attempt, but I'm here and you're in my power. I'm the one with the wand. You're at my mercy."
"No, Draco," said Dumbledore quietly. "It is my mercy, and not yours, that matters now. — J.K. Rowling

We must stop Saddam from ever again jeopardizing the stability and security of his neighbors with weapons of mass destruction. — Madeleine Albright

There's so many problems in our world, so much negativity. Don't worry about the darkness - turn on the light and the darkness automatically goes. Ramp up the light of unity within - help do that for yourself, help do that for the world and then we're really doing something, we're doing something that brings that light of unity. — David Lynch

Future complications in the strings between the cans. But no prints can come from fingers, if machines become our hands. — Jack Johnson

The glory that goes with wealth is fleeting and fragile; virtue is a possession glorious and eternal. — Sallust

He's not coming back. Maybe I do know this after all. Goodbye. I say to him in my head. I say it tenderly. I try to tell him with that one word how sorry I am. — Deb Caletti

Time is the ultimate equal opportunity employer. — Denis Waitley

Love feels like tingles and sunrays. — Sarah Elizabeth

We'd all be scared if we knew what was swept under the carpet of each other's minds — Stephen King

Once there was a race, quite unlike the human race - quite. I have no way of describing to you what they looked like or how they lived, but they had one characteristic you can understand: they were creative. The creating and enjoying of works of art was their occupation and their reason for being. — Robert A. Heinlein