Priene Antik Quotes & Sayings

A man is as old as his spine is flexible! — Joseph Pilates

God is in all nature; thank God for the scientists, for they are thinking the thoughts of God after him, whether they know it or not. — Lyman Abbott

Finding an excuse not to buy a brand can be just as enjoyable as finding an excuse to buy one. That, too, is human nature. — David F. D'Alessandro

I have just taken on a great responsibility. I will do my utmost to meet it. — Chester W. Nimitz

Israel, and you who call yourself Israel, the Church that calls itself Israel, and the revolt that calls itself Israel, and every nation chosen to be a nation - none of these lands is yours, all of you are thieves of holiness, all of you at war with Mercy. — Leonard Cohen

Contemporary art is an epoch of false money allied with false culture. — Alexander Stoddart

One of the things anxiety educates you in is how deeply physical thought can be, how concrete. In anxiety, there is no time to luxuriate in abstractions. It's just you and your mind, which has fists and is using them. It may be dualistic and logically untenable to posit the situation as You v. Head; it may not make sense philosophically. But in the throes of anxiety? In the cognitive shit? There's really no other way to think about what's going on. — Daniel Smith

Men are not realists - only women are. — Mae West

It's disgusting. On trains, the number of those people doing that strange masturbation-like gesture is multiplying. — Hayao Miyazaki

Clear communication between selves - the surface self and the deep self - is the enemy of self-doubt. It slays confusion. — Stephen King

I think I kind of want to get to a point of being as successful as possible in a way that's unique to me. — Conor Maynard

I will have you removed if you don't stop. I have a little system of my own. — Charles Manson

You're right, my problems are the biggest problems ever," George said. "No, honestly, it's horrible to be me. I'm rich, talented, and I make girls cry."
"How do you make girls cry, exactly?"
George turned to her. His blue eyes widened. His lovely face took on a forlorn, deeply troubled expression. He leaned forward, and, in a theatrical whisper, said, "My past is tragic. I wouldn't want to burden you with it. It's a pain I must suffer alone. In the rain. In silence. — Ilona Andrews

I am a woman built on the wreckage of herself, Narrator — Chris Cleave