Sacherie Quotes & Sayings

I distributed my wealth among my children and set aside a portion for endowment to run charity projects. — Sulaiman Abdul Aziz Al Rajhi

You can't just be a recipient of a blessing, you have to do something to make it happen. — T.D. Jakes

A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men. — Plato

Art has to be, you know, trade itself, conform to the old strict guidelines set forth by how it was going to act in the future. — Immortal Technique

They walked to her bedroom together. Laura crawled into bed, making room for Javier, who shucked his jeans on her floor before stretching out beside her. Strong arms closed around her, drawing he close. "I'm sorry bella. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you."
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"It was my fault. I pushed you. I'm sorry."
He kissed her hair. "Sleep."
She curled up against his bare chest and within minutes fell fast asleep. — Pamela Clare

She brought the bite to her mouth and chewed slowly, as if savoring the sweet. But he knew better. She was stalling. Using the tart as an excuse to occupy her mouth so she couldn't answer his questions. Darius tugged her plate out of reach before she could stab a second bite. "Nicole." His use of her given name had the desired effect. Her chin jerked up and her eyes widened as she scanned his face. "Your safety is not a trifling matter." The urge to cover her hand with his speared through him, but he resisted, not knowing how she'd interpret such a gesture. Unsure, as well, how he'd want her to interpret it. "While you are at Oakhaven, you are under my protection. Whatever you are running away from - " "I'm not running away." Her eyes sparked, and she visibly bristled as if he'd offended her. "I'm simply taking care of an . . . an errand for my father. It requires a bit of secrecy, is all, and there are competitors who wish to . . . interfere. — Karen Witemeyer

What matters it, O breeze, If now has come the spring When I have lost them both The garden and my nest? — William Dalrymple

It seemed to him that in Annawadi, fortunes derived not just from what people did, or how well they did it, but from the accidents and catastrophes they dodged. A decent life was the train that hadn't hit you, the slumlord you hadn't offended, the malaria you hadn't caught. — Katherine Boo

And it is a very beautiful idea, and possibly true, that a common man from Stratford with a common education was able to write these plays. — Mark Rylance