Ponada Quotes & Sayings

A why has to be for others. It's something you give to the world. It's the reason your friends love you because this is the thing that you give them and it fulfills them. This is the reason your clients love you or your fans love you because you give them something. It's something to offer, that's what the why is. — Simon Sinek

Because I love you." I refuse to allow fear into my voice. "Because I love you, nobody else will ever touch me. Even though you are constantly touched. — Mary Elizabeth

Even within the dark paint on a canvas, and the shadows in a photograph, there is light. — Melissa Bond

He didn't want to think about the past, present, or future. He didn't want to feel bad, or feel anything, so he drank some more. — Alan Russell

I suddenly recall the arpeggios of laughter lilting across the tender, springtime grass-gay-welling, far-floating, fluent, spontaneous, a bell-like feminine fluting, then suppressed; as though snuffed swiftly and irrevocably beneath the quiet solemnity of the vespered air now vibrant with somber chapel bells. — Ralph Ellison

I went to school for special education. I always assumed when I had the opportunity I would love to try and help kids with disabilities. — Clay Aiken

Forgiveness and thanks go hand in hand. — Robert A. Heinlein

I travel like a gypsy, and I didn't know how I could perform and be a mother. — Natalia Makarova

Whenever a group of people who are designed to primarily unite around one thing try to unite around something else, the result is devastating for all. — Rob Tims

Oh God. I was about to become Jackie Bloom. — Veronica Blade

She was, as always at evening parties, wearing a dress such as was then fashionable, cut very low at front and back. Her bust, which had always seemed like marble to Pierre, was so close to him that his shortsighted eyes could not but perceive the living charm of her neck and shoulders, so near to his lips that he need only have bent his head a little to have touched them. He was conscious of the warmth of her body, the scent of perfume, and the creaking of her corset as she moved. He did not see her marble beauty forming a complete whole with her dress, but all the charm of her body only covered by her garments. And having once seen this he could not help being aware of it, just as we cannot renew an illusion we have once seen through. — Leo Tolstoy

I'm the well-trained fruit tree, he thought. Full of well-trained feelings and abilities and all of them grafted onto me - all bearing for someone else to pick. — Frank Herbert

What matters to me is learning and growing, and getting to do what I love to do. As long as I can do that, I'm happy. — Jeremy Renner

Flakes of snow swirled and danced across the porch. The Overlook faced it as it had for nearly three-quarters of a century, its darkened windows now bearded with snow, indifferent to the fact it was now cut off from the world ... Inside its shell the three of them went about their early evening routine, like microbes trapped in the intestine of a monster. — Stephen King

The word itself has another color. It's not a word with any resonance, although the e was once pronounced. There is only the bump now between b and l, the relief at the end, the whew. It hasn't the sly turn which crimson takes halfway through, yellow's deceptive jelly, or the rolled-down sound in brown. It hasn't violet's rapid sexual shudder or like a rough road the irregularity of ultramarine, the low puddle in mauve like a pancake covered in cream, the disapproving purse to pink, the assertive brevity of red, the whine of green. — William H Gass