Ramponi Spa Quotes & Sayings

4/16/85: If I were thin, I'd never say "I am powerless over fudge."
a) I can't believe I actually ever said that. b) Which, of course, isn't to say that I do have any power over fudge. Particularly if it has nuts. — Camryn Manheim

He wants only to rest and to have a little peace. — Luciano Pavarotti

Around me I saw women overworked and underpaid, doing men's work at half men's wages, not because their work was inferior, but because they were women. — Anna Howard Shaw

It is true that technical progress in modern times has linked men together like a complex nervous system. The means of travel are numerous and communication is instantaneous - we are joined together materially like the cells of a single body, but this body has as yet no soul. This organism is not yet aware of its unity as a whole. — Antoine De Saint-Exupery

When I get into the studio, it's not about trying to get a good song, it's about whatever comes naturally. — Jessica Mauboy

Christianity is a very historical religion - it makes specific claims that are open to testing. — Lee Strobel

I'm for traditional marriage, mostly because I want to know how many goats I'm worth. — Sabrina Zbasnik

For awakened human beings, there was no obligation - none, none, none at all - except this: to search for yourself, become sure of yourself, feel your way forward along your own path, wherever it led. — Hermann Hesse

i am not an angel ,and i don't want to be an angel.
I Born as a Human and and my Biggest Task to keep my self Just a Human. — Mohammed Zaki Ansari

Alcohol is a metabolism monkey wrench. It can also impair muscle growth for up to five days after consumption. — Skye St. John

Perhaps the choice was neither right nor wrong. It only existed. — Ashley Gardner

Homo sapiens have left themselves few places and scant ways to witness other species in their own worlds, an estrangement that leaves us hungry and lonely. In this famished state, it is no wonder that when we do finally encounter wild animals, we are quite surprised by the sheer truth of them.
Each time I look into the eye of an animal ... I find myself staring into a mirror of my own imagination. What I see there is deeply, crazily, unmercifully confused.
There is in that animal eye something both alien and familiar. There is in me, as in all human beings, a glimpse of the interior, from which everything about our minds has come.
The crossing holds all the power and purity of first wonder, before habit and reason dilute it. The glimpse is fleeting. Quickly, I am left in darkness again, with no idea whatsoever how to go back. — Ellen Meloy