Propune Cate Quotes & Sayings

I did what I felt, and I felt what I did, at all costs. — Little Richard

If you think of this world as a place simply intended for our happiness, you find it quite intolerable: think of it as a place for training and correction and it's not so bad. — C.S. Lewis

Beautiful is old age - beautiful as the slow-dropping mellow autumn of a rich glorious summer. In the old man, Nature has fulfilled her work; she loads him with blessings; she fills him with the fruits of a well-spent life; and, surrounded by his children and his children's children, she rocks him softly away to a grave, to which he is followed with blessings. God forbid we should not call it beautiful. — James Anthony Froude

My recipe for success: Have someone else do it — Josh Stern

As racial, economic and national groups, they take for themselves, whatever their power can command. — Reinhold Niebuhr

From my grandfather's father, I learned to dispense with attendance at public schools, and to enjoy good teachers at home, and to recognize that on such things money should be eagerly spent. — Marcus Aurelius

He climbed the stairs with slow deliberation, aware - too aware - of how hard his heart was working. Ka-boom, ka-thud. Ka-boom, ka-thud. Ka-boom, ka-thud. It made him nervous when he could feel his heart beating in his ears and wrists as well as in his chest. Sometimes when that happened he would imagine it not as a squeezing and loosening organ but as a big dial on the left side of his chest with the needle edging ominously into the red zone. He did not like that shit; he did not need that shit. What he needed was a good night's sleep. — Stephen King

You must dare to disassociate yourself from those who would delay your journey ... Leave, depart, if not physically, then mentally. Go your own way, quietly, undramatically, and venture toward Trueness at last. — Vernon Howard

I worked very hard on those movies but there was some creative connection that wasn't being made. — Michael J. Fox

They tell me sir, that Stubb did once desert poor Pip, whose drowned bones now show white, for all the blackness of his living skin. But I will never desert ye sir, as Stubb did him. — Herman Melville

Finch was his own country, the government unstable, the population volatile. — Kealan Patrick Burke