Pocinje Bozicni Quotes & Sayings

You know, I look like a woman but I think like a man. And in this world of business, that has helped me a lot. Because by the time they think that I don't know what's goin' on, I then got the money, and gone. — Dolly Parton

Aw, you were really cute when you were a kid."

"Hot, I think is the word you're looking for, Boston."

I glance at him over my shoulder. He's sitting on the arm of the sofa.

"Um, no, I definitely mean cute. Pedophilia isn't my thing."

"Ah, yeah, good point. — Samantha Towle

I'm real happy. I've been lucky in love, and I've got a wonderful kid now, and things have been going well. — James Mercer

The task is not to overcome opponents in general but only those opponents against whom one has to summon all one's strength, one's skill and one's swordsmanship-in fact to master opponents who are one's equals. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Love without hope will not survive.
Love without faith changes nothing.
Love gives power to hope and faith. — Toba Beta

Be not afraid. We only start again an ancient journey long ago begun that but seems new. We have begun again upon a road we travelled on before and lost our way a little while. And now we try again. — Foundation For Inner Peace

You know, I really wish now I'd had the nerve to become an actor. Because I'd have been Robert Redford, no question. — Michael Morpurgo

All I knew was that once again I found myself alone, with even less desire to live and nothing to look forward to but aggravations. — Michel Houellebecq

Suffering is the substance of life and the root of personality, for it is only suffering that makes us persons. — Miguel De Unamuno

John Kennedy had so many different medical problems that began when he was a boy. He started out with intestinal problems ... spastic colitis. — Robert Dallek

He locked eyes with her and she felt goosebumps on her arms. Then, he dipped in closer, his mouth inches away. 'The one you like best. That's my favorite. My favorite thing is making you feel good. — Lauren Blakely

The faintness of the voice was pitiable and dreadful. It was not the faintness of physical weakness, though confinement and hard fare no doubt had their part in it. Its deplorable peculiarity was, that it was the faintness of solitude and disuse. It was like the last feeble echo of a sound made long long ago. So entirely had it lost the life and resonance of the human voice, that if affected the senses like a once beautiful colour faded away into a poor weak stain. So sunken and suppressed it was, that it was like a voice underground. So expressive it was, of a hopeless and lost creature, that a famished traveller, wearied out by lonely wandering in a wilderness, would remember home and friends in such a tone before lying down to die. — Charles Dickens

A country can be reformed only through a spiritual restoration — Sunday Adelaja

I don't often reread my own books, unless I am going into another in the series and need to refresh my mood when originating the concept. — Anne McCaffrey