Ponzani Nursery Quotes & Sayings

I get so used to saying what I think people want to hear, I forget they might just want the truth sometimes. — Matt Malloy

But until that happens -- and however brief a life, it will take a while -- there is a terrible, hateful interlude that belongs to us alone, and during which we have no alternative but to cope with what we have done or omitted to do and to distract or placate our feelings of guilt, and sometimes the only way of achieving this is to increase that guilt, to heap up new guilt to cover the old, to overshadow or blur or minimize it, until finally all guilt has passed and there isn't a soul in the world who can remember what we did, no quick, wicked tongue to talk about it, not even a tremulous finger to point us out as having been the cause of anything. — Javier Marias

You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand. — Richelle E. Goodrich

I loved music. I played the piano. However I knew there was no way I could have successfully competed in that environment. — Ashley Bryan

We are oft to blame in this, -
'tis too much proved, - that with devotion's visage,
and pios action we do sugar o'er
the devil himself. — William Shakespeare

Our desires presage the capacities within us; they are harbingers of what we shall be able to accomplish. What we can do and want to do is projected in our imagination, quite outside ourselves, and into the future. We are attracted to what is already ours in secret. Thus passionate anticipation transforms what is indeed possible into dreamt-for reality. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I think having an open mind about these things is probably the most important thing, because even though I've never had an experience of the supernatural, something I couldn't explain. — Garth Nix

If half of the two thousand warriors fired ten arrows each during the engagement, that would have been a total of ten thousand arrows, — Nathaniel Philbrick

I've made no secret that although I loved being a legislator, I particularly loved being a chief executive. — Antonio Villaraigosa

All men needed to hear their stories told. He was a man, but if he died without telling the story he would be something less than that, an albino cockroach, a louse. The dungeon did not udnerstand the idea of as tory. The dungeon was static, eternal, black and a story needed motion adn tiem and light. He felt his story slipping away from him, beocming inconsequential, ceasing to be. He has no story. There was no story. He was not a man. There was no man here. There was only the dungeon, and the slithering dark. — Salman Rushdie