Samurai Gardens Quotes & Sayings
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It's been said that happiness writes white. It doesn't show up on the page. When you're on holiday and writing a letter home to a friend, no one wants a letter that says the food is good and the weather is charming and the accommodations comfortable. You want to hear about lost passports and rat-filled shacks. — Martin Amis

God gave me a lot of great things to accomplish in my life, and right now, I'm so far behind I ain't ever gonna die. — Colleen Hoover

What I wear is everything - from how I carry my hair to what I'm wearing on my feet. I have to feel comfortable on stage, so I like to wear things that have room. My mood changes a lot, so sometimes I wear 6-inch heels, and other times I'll perform in bare feet. — Laura Mvula

I do believe in love; it's wonderful - especially love third time around, it's even more precious; it's kind of amazing. — Robin Williams

Like many people, I feel like celebrating. Remember this feeling. It is human, and can help us understand when others express bloodlust. — John Green

I was born in Dallas, Texas, but I was raised in south Florida. 'Ice Ice Baby' is about that area. — Vanilla Ice

I'm not really interested in doing a traditional romantic comedy where everything ties up neatly. — Leslie Mann

I can think of no more dangerous a position than to learn to tolerate evil in order to become accustomed to reality. — Sarah Mally

And that's where our conversation went from there, than God, both of us laughing our butts off at the thought of a hoops game between two teams on intravenous fluids. Which makes absolutely no sense at all; I know that. But that's why it cheered me up, because it was so absolutely stupid. It cheered me up more than I'd ever thought I'd be cheered up again. — Catherine Gilbert Murdock

For we die every day; oblivion thrives 520 Not on dry thighbones but on blood-ripe lives, And our best yesterdays are now foul piles Of crumpled names, phone numbers and foxed files. — Vladimir Nabokov