Ramat Shalom Quotes & Sayings

IF LIFE WAS A THING THAT MONEY COULD BUY .....THE RICH WOULD LIVE AND THE POOR WOULD DIE. — John H. Sibley

In a way, whoever you know in a certain place defines that place for you. — Gabrielle Zevin

Influence can be defined as earning the right to be heard so that others are moved toward their best.
Like Salt shaken out influence is hard to see, but its flavor is impossible to miss — Pam Farrel

She was not yet dead. But I was already alone. — Marcel Proust

Entertainment has to come hand in hand with a little bit of medicine. — David Fincher

Best wishes to you on your birthday
may the day be filled with happiness,
a day that's so special for you
and memories you will cherish. — Susan Smith

Totally drained he could only manage one but he made it a good one tongue included. "Delicious " he murmured.
"So depraved " Colton muttered.
"Thank you."
"Get off me."
"Mine "
"Stings."
"Boohoo. — Finn Marlowe

Everyone in the world should have a trench coat, and there should be a trench coat for everyone in the world. It does not matter your age; it doesn't matter your gender. — Angela Ahrendts

Yesterday, we slaughtered them and we will continue to slaughter them. — Mohammed Saeed Al-Sahaf

I think if I got a bicycle from my father, I should give a car to my son. — Lech Walesa

You just have to speak up. You just have to say, 'I would like to do this,' and it's amazing what people who listen can do for you. — Jim Parsons

SSDD Same Shit Different Day — Stephen King

We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time.
When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy.
It's like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable. — Mark Nepo