Provata Ksipnate Quotes & Sayings

Who you become while you're waiting is as important as what you're waiting for. — John Ortberg

Clare seems so pleased with the idea of me as a pirate that she forgets that I am Stranger Danger. — Audrey Niffenegger

Refrain from asking what going to happen tomorrow, and everyday that fortune grants you, count as gain. — Horace

Whatever amuses, serves to kill time, to lull the faculties, and to banish reflection. Whatever entertains, usually awakens the understanding or gratifies the fancy. Whatever diverts, is lively in its nature, and sometimes tumultuous in its effects. — George Crabbe

And I think that you must have observed again and again what a poor appearance the tales of poets make when stripped of the colours which music puts upon them, and recited in simple prose. — Plato

I'd really like to work with Gwen Stefani and Cee Lo. — Kat Graham

I think there are some who live on a knife-edge in the soul, and at times are driven to hurl themselves into the air, at the mercy of heaven or he'll which way to fall. — Ellis Peters

Do not let anyone else's expectations direct the course of your life. I have discovered happiness in being true to who I am. — Julianne Donaldson

When humanity stops confusing the construct with the Kingdom - we'll begin to recognize the Truth. — Dana Gore

His spells portrayed the spirit as a frail thing, contstantly under attack and in need of stength, always threatening to die inside you. Inman found this notion dismal indeed, since he had been taught by sermon and hymn to hold as truth that the soul of man never dies. — Charles Frazier

We will have learned to understand and express all of physics in the language of information. — James Gleick

What I took to be the norm
taut, smooth, supple
was the transient special case of youth. To me, the old were a separate species, like sparrows or foxes. — Ian McEwan

Time blunts the pain and creates a mist over one's memory - at least in the case of death and sorrow. Other types of pain linger longer. — Melanie Dickerson

Mr. Farquard Campbell, the butler said quietly, and stood back against the wall. — Diana Gabaldon