Reverentially Synonyms Quotes & Sayings

There are a lot of black men doing really well, taking care of their families, taking care of their wives, being successful, doing the right thing, promoting the right thing. There needs to be an evolution in our portrayal. We have to come together, pool our resources and tell our own stories. People won't respect us unless we make them. — Thomas Jones

It is a strength of character to acknowledge our failings and our strong points, and it is a weakness of character not to remain in harmony with both the good and the bad that is within us. — Madeleine De Souvre, Marquise De ...

All of the above. — Donna Tartt

Oh save your nagging for your husband, I'm going out. I have things to do before I go to New York. — Evelyn Smith

I do feel a little embarrassed and ashamed that I was sort of saying, "Oh, yes, I used to do country music, but I didn't inhale." Which is not true at all. I inhaled the hell out of country music. — Emmylou Harris

Just walk up to your hell & give it a push. Run through it & i'll be waiting on the other side. — Laura Whitcomb

The ultimate in futility is owning important jewelry. Insurers often insist on the wearing of paste replicas because necks with real rocks around 'em risk wringing. — Malcolm Forbes

It's about personal development. It's about creating your own character and pushing it to the limit. It's about pushing yourself so far out of your own and everybody else's idea of who you are and what you're capable of, that you no longer believe in limits. It's about reaching beyond your so-called potential, because your potential is never where you or anyone else expects it to be, not even close. It's about being able to say with the last breath of your life I used all my potential and all my talents and pushed myself to the limit. I could not have fought any harder. — Charlotte Eriksson

Friends aren't people you can whip up like a batch of cookies. Dana and I were friends since kindergarten. Good friends take time. — Dawn Malone

I can feel the public side of my life and the private side of my life sort of drifting away from one another. — Eleanor Catton

I look through the spaces between the iron steps at the colorless flow of the river down below, transporting chunks of ice like white clouds. In a distress that lasts an instant, I seem to be feeling what she feels: that every void continues in the void, every gap, even a short one opens another gap, every chasm empties into the infinite abyss. — Italo Calvino