Piggly Wiggly Oconomowoc Quotes & Sayings

Through the opened heart, the world comes rushing in, the way oceans fill the smallest hole along the shore. It is the quietest sort of miracle: by simply being who we are, the world will come to fill us, to cleanse us, to baptize us, again and again. — Mark Nepo

Great men are not so selfless. — Brent Weeks

Preaching is asking people to do what you yourself failed to do and expect they fail so that you can come back and preach at them the next day — Bangambiki Habyarimana

Be a star not a diva! — Rasheed Ogunlaru

Put her in any situation that was even vaguely new and personal and she was lost; her pale, almost translucent skin and auburn hair seemed to signal everything she was feeling. She may raise her chin in proud disdain and even curl her lip in an emergency, but nobody was likely to be fooled if she glowed the colour of a midsummer sunset. — Stuart Hill

You can never empathize with your parents as a teenager. You just think they're just on another planet. — Heather Langenkamp

The way must be in you; the destination also must be in you and not somewhere else in space or time. If that kind of self-transformation is being realized in you, you will arrive. — Nhat Hanh

I scoffed at such old fashioned notions as duty, patriotism, the military virtues. And here I was, aged fifty, standing on guard at the very edge of the known world. To protect what? A hundred or so mud and wattle huts, three hundred savage strangers who do not even speak my tongue. And, of course, my own skin. — David Malouf

In summers, after 1 hour of extreme gaming you can use your laptop to iron your shirt. — Neetesh Dixit

Excuse me. I didn't know I was talking to a master."
"Tres Navarre," I said. "I usually wear a t-shirt, says 'Master.' It's in the wash. — Rick Riordan

The victory will be only entirely and finally achieved when the whole world is free of Jews. — Julius Streicher

Old Eileen leaned forward in her chair, thrusting her face closer to the child who had been gradually approaching her. "Where is the centre of the world?" she abruptly demanded. Esther stood silently in front of her, holding onto a book she had forgotten to put on a table. She did not know the answer to the riddle. "The place where you stand," Old Eileen said. The place where you stand is the centre of the world. — Jane Urquhart

Heaven knows that there are plenty of opportunities in later life, too, for being carried away. What of it? We remain what we are and, no doubt, it is all very good for us! — Knut Hamsun