Querias Norte Quotes & Sayings

All worldly joys are less than that one joy of doing kindnesses. — John Wesley

White feminism has bred far too many mean girls who think they are fighting for all women but who are really fighting just for the ones who look like them. Let — Luvvie Ajayi

I am in favor of complete freedom of information and of free access to the new communication tools, in particular the Internet. — Omar Bongo

Not only after two or three centuries, but in a million years, life will still be as it was; life does not change, it remains for ever, following its own laws which do not concern us, or which, at any rate, you will never find out. Migrant birds, cranes for example, fly and fly, and whatever thoughts, high or low, enter their heads, they will still fly and not know why or where. They fly and will continue to fly, whatever philosophers come to life among them; they may philosophize as much as they like, only they will fly ... — Anton Chekhov

Maybe this is kind of cliche, but animals, well, dogs, are what I do for a living. One reason I like spending time with them so much is they seem to think people are really good. They live with us, and obey our rules, most of which make no sense to them. And the main reason they do it is because they like us. When I watch them, sometimes I'm so blow away by how enthusiastic they are about everything we do that I have to go out and buy them something squeaky or chewy. Just because I love proving to them that it's not a mistake to see the world as a great benevolent place. I hope one day to react to something with as much pure ecstasy as I see in Chuck's face every time I throw the ball. Sometimes he looks so happy, it reminds me of the way blind people smile way too big because they can't see themselves. And if none of this links to anything in you, well ... I think you don't know who I am. — Merrill Markoe

I will not be browbeaten, however nicely you do it. I am done with things happening to me. From here on out, I am going to happen to things. — Courtney Milan

This country started going to hell when they stopped hanging folks. — Neil Gaiman