Preemie Hope Quotes & Sayings

The trouble with giving advice is that others want to return the favor. — Sam Ewing

Luck, be a lady tonight. — Frank Loesser

Age is an accumulation of life and loss. Adulthood is a series of lines crossed. — Ellen Goodman

Ideas come from everything — Alfred Hitchcock

Freedom is meaningless if people cannot put food in their stomachs, if they can have no shelter, if illiteracy and disease continue to dog them. — Nelson Mandela

The sole work and deed of universal freedom is therefore death, a death too which has no inner significance or filling, for what is negated is the empty point of the absolutely free self. It is thus the coldest and meanest of all deaths, with no more significance than cutting off a head of cabbage or swallowing a mouthful of water. — Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

In perpetrating a revolution, there are two requirements: someone or something to revolt against and someone to actually show up and do the revolting. Dress is usually casual and both parties may be flexible about time and place, but if either faction fails to attend, the whole enterprise is likely to come off badly. — Woody Allen

From now on, she was Juliette Gervaise, code name the Nightingale. — Kristin Hannah

Books, bringing people together.' That would make a good slogan for the library. — Kasie West

Children are adorable. — Lailah Gifty Akita

The development of social media, citizen journalism, and new technology has made it more difficult for the established media to simply ignore gun deaths in certain areas. — Gary Younge

The abbot had called her a sweet soul. This was true, but she was also massively irritating. She fussed over Rabalyn as if he was still three years old, and her conversation was absurdly repetitive. Every time he left the little cottage she would ask: 'Are you going to be warm enough?' If he voiced any concerns about life, schooling or future plans, she would say: 'I don't know about that. It's enough to have food on the table today.' Her days were spent cleaning other people's sheets and clothes. In the evenings she would unravel discarded woollen garments and create balls of faded wool. Then she would knit scores of squares, which would later be fashioned into blankets. Some she sold. Others she gave away to the poorhouse. Aunt Athyla was never idle. — David Gemmell