Rebuilding Love And Trust Quotes & Sayings

It's not that I'm afraid to die, it's only the road to death that terrifies me, for sometimes it can be so drawn out. — V.C. Andrews

The wisdom of that moment of pure emotion resonates with me still: that the dearest and most enduring moments of our lives are sometimes the quietest ones. — Christine Montross

Granted, the writers, directors, producers, and that community make a great deal of money. But they might be choosing to do a whole lot of other things for the living they make. — Norman Lear

My dream dinner party guests would be Ethel Kennedy, Truman Capote and Hunter S. Thompson. — Dylan Penn

[O]ccasionally the sunlight through the library windows would catch my eye, and I knew I should be out in that. I felt as if I had cut myself adrift from everything I loved. — James Rebanks

As the cat lapses into savagery by night, and barbarously explores the dark, so primal and titanic is a woman with the love madness. — Gelett Burgess

Aerodynamics is mathematics for those who haven't learned to do calculus. In my case, too, for one who hasn't learned to add or multiply, at least the first time. — Richard Bach

I get readings, I sometimes get five a week. You'll feel like a schizophrenic by the end of that week. I don't know who I am any more. You'll be in conversation with a friend and start spitting out dialogue. — Josh Holloway

I think that nobody - certainly in this world - can say that they don't have the human denial element about them or fear or whatever it is as juxtaposed with faith and hope and freedom and love. — Juan Pablo Di Pace

Children respect discipline. They want to be guided. It gives them a sense of belonging, a sense of security. — Billy Graham

I have what we call a 'symphony act.' I'm the only comedian, I think, in the country that does it. — Robert Klein

The telephone to Shadow's apartment was silent and dead. He thought about getting it connected, but could think of no one he wanted to call. Late one night he picked it up and listened, and was convinced he could hear a wind blowing and a distant conversation between a group of people talking in voiced too low to properly make out. He said, "hello?" and "who's there?" but there was no reply, only a sudden silence and then the faraway sound of laughter, so faint he was not certain he was not imagining it. — Neil Gaiman