Pennycook Cemetery Quotes & Sayings

For me, true and authentic democracy occurs when the privileged groups assist the unprivileged groups to become more privileged. — Stephane Hessel

I am a free man - and I need my freedom. I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company. What do you want of me? When I have something to say, I put it in print. When I have something to give, I give it. Your prying curiosity turns my stomach! Your compliments humiliate me! Your tea poisons me! I owe nothing to any one. I would be responsible to God alone - if He existed! — Giovanni Papini

Then I came up with this crazy idea just to walk out on the stage with no band at all and just start singing whatever came to mind. I actually fought the idea for a while because it seemed almost too radical, but it became obvious what I was supposed to be doing. — Bobby McFerrin

For all the people in the world who would die to have this power, kill to have it, I can't persuade the two people whose lives actually matter to me to take it. And I can't force it upon them. That is my sorrow. — Deborah Bryan

The closer you are to people, the more you realise what has happened to them. — Jennifer Lynch

I want to live my life in such a way that when I get out of bed in the morning, the devil says, aw shit, he's up! — Steve Maraboli

There is much to be said for trying to improve some disadvantaged people's lot. There is nothing to be said for trying to create heaven on earth. — Margaret Thatcher

It's not our mistakes that define us. It's the lessons we learn that show our true character. — Cassia Leo

The silent killer of all great men and women of achievement - particularly men, I don't know why, maybe it's the testosterone - I think it's narcissism. Even more than hubris. And for women, too. Narcissism is the killer. — James Woods

Soon, God willing, we would settle; find a place to make a home and a life. I wanted nothing more, and yet at the same time, I worried. We had known each other only a few months since my return. Each touch, each word was still at once tinged with memory and new with rediscovery. What would happen when we were thoroughly accustomed to each other, living day by day in a routine of mundane tasks? "Will ye grow tired of me, do ye think?" he murmured. "Once we're settled?" "I was just wondering the same thing about you. — Diana Gabaldon

The cells of death row are filled with guys who had nothing to hide. — Kenneth Eade