Qiming Sun Quotes & Sayings

Left, his own hand resting lightly on his son's head. — Stephen King

Never send a boy to do a man's work; send a woman. — Katie Louchheim

Some realities are too onerous to be borne by nations, let alone by children. — Gregory Maguire

There is no social program in this country that is as important as a good job that pays well, that gives someone an opportunity to go to work, have some security, have benefits, and take care of their family and have a good life. — Byron Dorgan

If you look at my Instagram, girls are just beating down my door for tips or a job or mentorship. I can't hire every single one of them. My story is one thing that gives them hope. It's an unconventional story with anecdotes, commonsense advice and a big dose of permission to figure things out for yourself. — Sophia Amoruso

If you realize all the time what's kind of wonderful - that is, if we expand our experience into wilder and wilder regions of experience - every once in a while, we have these integrations when everything's pulled together into a unification, in which it turns out to be simpler than it looked before. — Richard P. Feynman

One truth discovered is immortal, and entitles its author to be so; for, like a new substance in nature, it cannot be destroyed. — William Hazlitt

Yours will be the wings of an eagle's flight, the soaring of a lark, sunward, heavenward, Godward! But you must take time to be holy - in meditation, in prayer, and especially in the use of the Bible. — F.B. Meyer

I'm a Gemini, so I have a great time with the other guy. — Ron Wood

I think it's a gift to become a star, to become a celebrity. — Amy Smart

Why am I exactly this and not that being? at this point of unlimited space and in this moment of infinite time? in this group of beings, on this planet? Why do I exist if I could have been without existence? — Stanislaw Ignacy Witkiewicz

Whenever we are ill, we need to search our hearts to see what we need to forgive. — Louise Hay

A dark voice within warned him to stop, but Aaron brushed it off. He flashed Holden a patronizing smile. "All right, then. Why not here? I have no problem giving you a fair fight, considering our history."

Slowly Holden relaxed his arms. There was a dark glimpse of metal, and then he took quick aim with his right hand. The short, lonely barrel of a gun stared Aaron in the eye. Even in his surprised state, Aaron could see what he was up against. An innocuous-looking Remington 1911, its wood-grip base outdated in style, but its precision and reliability lauded throughout the years.

"Considering our history," Holden said through his teeth, "I have no interest in fair. — Deidre Huesmann