Ramiai Quotes & Sayings
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I try to keep myself grounded and to stay true to who I am through every experience, positive or negative. — Jake T. Austin

A good man will never suspect his friends of shady actions: this is part of his goodness. A good man will never be suspected by the public of using his goodness to screen villains: this is part of his utility — Bertrand Russell

I've never backed down from a fight and I relish a good debate. — Olympia Snowe

Over the course of a season, you'll get goals that are good disallowed and you'll get disallowed goals that are good. — Kevin Keegan

A sadness came over me. Returning to Kabul was like running into an old, forgotten friend and seeing that life hadn't been good to him, that he'd become homeless and destitute. — Khaled Hosseini

China and the United States have major influence in international affairs and shoulder important responsibilities in upholding world peace and promoting common development. — Hu Jintao

A crowd is only impressed by excessive sentiments. Exaggerate, affirm, resort to repetition, and never attempt to prove anything by reasoning. — Jon Ronson

Do not simply know God according to what He does, but know Him according to what He is. Whether or not God does something for us means nothing. — Witness Lee

I keep wishing you had had a better life ... a different life. But a different life would have made you a different Blue." He looked at me then. "And that would be the biggest tragedy of all. — Amy Harmon

There is something very wrong with a people who consider that the greatest that would ever be has already been, and that the best they can do is to duplicate the past. — Abraham Eraly

It's very passe to think women want to spend a fortune on clothes. — Tory Burch

In a normal family, surprise means presents, cake and a party. My family, surprise means homelessness, abandonment and destruction of private property. Sometimes we have cake. We're not losers. — Christopher Titus

That evening we sat in the courtyard of the hotel once more, watching the sun sink below the western isles. I told Alexi what had happened that day. I fancied I could glimpse the grey stone wall of Lismore House on its island hilltop, the red light of the setting sun glinting from the windows, and from there the wasted frame of Jonathan Blake gazing out across the sea, on nothing, his boy waiting for him to die. But it was my fantasy, simply the image on my mind, like the image burned on to your eyes when you have stared too long at the sun, the passing footprint of a creature long gone. — P.B. North