Perquin Quotes & Sayings
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Be he the first to stand or the last, a man must stand," the father had told his adoring son. "And if there is only one man, then that man must stand alone." ~Thomas to Bruce Wayne — Andrew Vachss

This life that has been given to us as a gift, as such a precious gift. To really try to understand it, really try to recognize it, is the greatest meditation. Through the media of this Knowledge we can tap into our inner sources that are so beautiful. — Prem Rawat

If you took everything I'd ever found hot in a girl and piled them into a corner, you'd get Cricket Hunt standing in a corner. — Fisher Amelie

If the world is disarmed, and remains disarmed, there will be no more world wars. — George William Norris

I cannot help but find it telling that she successfully felled two grown men in a single day." Mater's eyes slid to Corbin's bruised face. "If I had to guess, I would say she has experience defending herself physically against men. Not a very comforting thought. — Sarah M. Eden

Take care of your physique. It's the one place it's a must to reside. — Jim Rohn

May it always be clear that only True Love can compete with any other Love in this world. When we give everything, we have nothing more to lose. And then fear, jealousy, boredom, and monotony disappear, and all that remains is the light from a void that does not frighten us, but brings us closer to one another. The light that always changes, and that is what makes it beautiful and full of surprises - not always those we hope for, but those we can live with. — Paulo Coelho

I've written virtually as long as I've acted, it wasn't a sudden transition. I acted in my first play when I was 16 and I wrote my first play when I was 17. — Lennie James

When things do not go our way, we typically have two choices, either be controlled or take control. — Carlos Wallace

I made it when I was young, by my standards, after years of playing on various harps. I shaped its pieces out of Ymris oak beside night fires in far, lonely places where I heard no man's voice but my own. I carved on each piece the shapes of leaves, flowers, birds I saw in my wanderings. In An, I searched three months for strings for it. I found them finally; sold my horse for them. They were strung to the broken harp of Ustin of Aum, who died of sorrow over the conquering of Aum. Its strings were tuned to his sorrow, and its wood was split like his heart. I strung my harp with them, matching note for note in the restringing. And then I returned them to my joy." Morgon — Patricia A. McKillip