Ragusa Ibla Quotes & Sayings

I started working for Bethlehem Steel when I was about 16 during the summers. — Richard Serra

Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues. — Roger Miller

We are ignorant of what it is we do not know even though we know more than we can ever say — G.L.S. Shackle

To avoid situations in which you might make mistakes may be the biggest mistake of all. — Peter McWilliams

Fear and self-doubt are the greatest killers of personal genius. — Ziad K. Abdelnour

Whatever age you are when you're first burned is old enough to lose hope that you'll ever get excited about anybody else. — Daria Snadowsky

And the ones who would not make war? Can they stop it? — Ernest Hemingway,

How can one talk in a classical language about a child who's torn apart in an explosion in the market near his school? People in Iraq don't talk about their joys, their problems, and the destruction of the country in literary diction. — Hassan Blasim

The Americans lecture the world on democracy and then won't let me turn the traction control off! — Jeremy Clarkson

SHE is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun 'tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. She loves me all that she can, And her ways to my ways resign; But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

To love in the sense of passion-love is the contrary of to live. It is an impoverishment of one's being, an askesis without sequel, an inability to enjoy the present without imagining it as absent, a never-ending flight from possession. — Denis De Rougemont

You will come closer and closer to perfection, but you will never be perfect. Perfection is not the way of existence. Growth is the way. — Rajneesh

It is easy to face Death and Fate, and the things that sound so dreadful. It is on my muddles that I look back with horror
on thethings that I might have avoided. — E. M. Forster