Replenishment At Sea Quotes & Sayings

We do what we must to earn our place in the community, but we live for the hours at home. For each other, for the children. It will never get me written up in the history books. — Orson Scott Card

One tires of combat, although I can still throw a punch, you know. — Paul Keating

It is as bad to clip conscience as to clip coin; it is as bad to give a counterfeit statement as a counterfeit bill. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

There are spiritual laws at work that most people know nothing about. So when others hurt us, our tendency is to strike back because we assume that we must defend ourselves, defend our name, our honor, our career, and so on. In reality we strike back at ourselves ... What we consider as justifiable defense of our rights may in reality plunge us into a vicious cycle that can undermine our very spiritual foundation. By reacting to aggression with aggression we lose the opportunity to spiritually benefit from the experience. this law also explains why saints, when hit, often would literally turn the other cheek. (Fr. Maximos) — Kyriacos C. Markides

When you write a song you have an idea of how it should be sung but it doesn't work out that way if someone else records it. — Barry Gibb

So if you can heal with your touch, why are you working here as like, Hagrid, or whatever? — Rachel Hawkins

Do you know how much land is under ice, rock and snow? Do you know why 90 percent of us live within 100 kilometres of the U.S. border? We have this idea we're a vast country. But the reality is that a lot of it, a huge amount, is uninhabitable. — David Suzuki

When we are in love with a woman we simply project on to her a state of our own soul; that consequently the important thing is not the worth of the women but the profundity of the state; and that the emotions which a perfectly ordinary girl arouses in us can enable us to bring to the surface of our consciousness some of the innermost parts of our being, more personal, more remote, more quintessential that any that might might be evoked by the pleasure we derive from the conversation of a great man or even from the admiring contemplation of his work. — Marcel Proust