Relit Quotes & Sayings

It is hard to hate what one has loved, and a half-extinguished fire is soon relit. — Pierre Corneille

Judge us not equally, Abraham. We may all deserve hell, but some of us deserve it sooner than others — Seth Grahame-Smith

Stand with your back to the wind," he said, "and the barometer will be lower on your left than on your right. — Erik Larson

Hey, guys, I'm going to change," Tony announced. "You all need to get out of here for a little bit." "So fucking change. You change in the locker room all the time-what's the bug deal?" Slade asked. Tony groaned and his eyes narrowed at Slade. "Oh. Gotcha!" Slade turned and announced, "Everybody ... — Sidney Halston

The soul of every living being, including human, has a much longer life span than his carnal body. It usually takes few journeys through many bodies for a single soul to complete its lifetime in the material world. — Stevan V. Nikolic

Every road I walked would take me down to the sea
With every broken promise in my sack
And every love would always send the ship of my heart
Over the rolling sea — Sting

EARTH comprises distances, great and small; danger and security; open ground and narrow passes; the chances of life and death. — Sun Tzu

But here's a critical point - more open decision making processes also typically require open information sharing. If you are going to involve more people in the process, they have to have the right information on which to base their decisions. — Charlene Li

Shave your head, wear a 'ZERO' shirt. Take away your identity. What do you have? You still have yourself. — Billy Corgan

It may be our idealization of interpersonal relationships in the West that causes marriage, supposedly the most intimate tie, to be so unstable. If we did not look to marriage as the principal source of happiness, fewer marriages would end in tears. — Anthony Storr

Something quite remote from anything the builders intended has come out of their work, and out of the fierce little human tragedy in which I played; something none of us thought about at the time: a small red flame
a beaten-copper lamp of deplorable design, relit before the beaten-copper doors of a tabernacle; the flame which the old knights saw from their tombs, which they saw put out; that flame burns again for other soldiers, far from home, farther, in heart, than Acre or Jerusalem. It could not have been lit but for the builders and the tragedians, and there I found it this morning, burning anew among the old stones. — Evelyn Waugh