Predictablity Quotes & Sayings

Want what you have. Do what you can. Be who you are. — Forrest Church

There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it with reluctance. — Jean Racine

I've learned there are givers and takers in this life. I've slowly let the takers go and I've had it for the better. God bless them, when they learn to play by the rules they are welcomed back, but my heart is worth protecting. — Donald Miller

The only reason you can love God or anybody else is because God first loved you. And he showed that love by sending Jesus Christ to Earth to die for you. — Rick Warren

The water looks really nice like this," Allen says.
"Yeah," you say, looking like you are looking at the water, or, at least, how you imagine you would look looking like you are looking at the water.
You look at the water and don't say anything.
Then you peek, just for a second, to look at Allen.
Allen isn't even looking at the water.
He's crying about something. — Mike Kleine

Everyone should play like Adrian Peterson. This guy does everything full speed. Pro Bowl - promoting himself for MVP. — Peyton Manning

How can one betray oneself to such a degree? What corruption greater even than power can lead us to thus deny the proof of pleasure, to hold in contempt that which we have loved? ... I could have written about chouquettes my whole life long; and my whole life long, I wrote against them. — Muriel Barbery

I've always wanted to go New York. — Jamie Blackley

He who has nothing and wants something is less frustrated than he who has something and wants more. — Eric Hoffer

When one culture has the big guns and the other has none, there is a certain predictablity about the outcome. — Joanna Russ

There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age. — Sophia Loren

If I died now," he said, "you would hardly remember me when you are my age."
He said it for no apparent reason, and the angel of death hovered for a moment in the cool shadows of the office and flew out again through the window, leaving a trail of feathers fluttering in his wake, but the boy did not see them. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez