Rakia De Shabad Quotes & Sayings

Even the most amazingly talented photographer could not have been able to catch splendid photos without the amazing talent of nature which creates splendid things! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

To know someone, we must experience him, and that knowing will not exceed our self-knowledge - we cannot know someone else to a greater depth than we know ourselves. — Shepherd Hoodwin

I am an archaeologist of mature vintage. Rapid descents are not my specialty. I am the plodding type."
~ Grace Madison, PhD. — N.L.B. Horton

The goal of all learning is to repair the ruin of our first parents. — John Milton

Observations indicate that the universe is expanding at an ever increasing rate. It will expand forever, getting emptier and darker. — Stephen Hawking

One of the problems, and it's one which is obviously going to get worse, is that all the people at the party are either the children or the grandchildren or the great-grandchildren of the people who wouldn't leave in the first place, and because of all the business about selective breeding and regressive genes and so on, it means that all the people now at the party are either absolutely fanatical partygoers, or gibbering idiots, or, more and more frequently, both. — Douglas Adams

It's part of growing up, I suppose ... you always have to leave something behind you. — Neil Gaiman

A true friend is one with whom you can be playful and serious at the same time. The Bible teaches that God has appointed "a time to weep, and a time to laugh — Joel R. Beeke

The legendary Princeton team (Hobey Baker) played 120 minutes of no-substitute hockey in less than 24 hours, eighty of those minutes shorthanded, and remarkably defeated all challengers. — Emil R. Salvini

As his people positioned themselves in and around the pass, Arin though that he might have misunderstood the Valorian addiction to war. He had assumed it was spurred by greed. By a savage sense of superiority. It had never occurred to him that Valorians also went to war because of love.
Arin loved those hours of waiting. The silent, brilliant tension, like scribbles of heat lightning. His city far below and behind him, his hand on a cannon's curve, ears open to the acoustics of the pass. He stared into it, and even though he smelled the reek of fear from men and women around him, he was caught in a kind of wonder.He felt so vibrant. As if his life was fresh, translucent, thin-skinned fruit. It could be sliced apart and he wouldn't care. Nothing felt like this. — Marie Rutkoski

The beast for me is greed. Whether you read Dante, Swift, or any of these guys, it always boils down to the same thing: the corruption of the soul. — Ben Nicholson

It wins every time we accept that we have only bad choices available to us: austerity or extraction, poisoning or poverty. — Naomi Klein