Sekera Fiskars Quotes & Sayings

That woman, as nature has created her and as man is at present educating her, is his enemy. She can only be his slave or his despot, but never his companion. This she can become only when she has the same rights as he, and is his equal in education and wor. — Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch

When you walk on the face of a world, then forgiveness comes. — Orson Scott Card

Most people experience both tragedy and joy in varying proportions. Any philosophy which leaves out either cannot be considered to be comprehensive. — Abraham H. Maslow

In any country, in any city, there will be political influence on what is said, what kind of images are to be projected and, yes, of course artists can be and are influenced by politicians. — Cai Guo-Qiang

The saints, too, had wandering minds. The saints, too, had constantly to recall their constantly wandering mind-child home. They became saints because they continued to go after the little wanderer, like the Good Shepherd. — Peter Kreeft

You have people telling you how good you are and all of a sudden, you might start believing it and forget what it takes to be good. — Lou Lamoriello

Yeah, well, she ended up exchanging email addresses with these two. Nothing particularly helpful, but we're looking to establish whether they actually met her - you know, in Real Life, said Wardle.
Strange, thought Strike, how that phrase - so prevalent in childhood to differentiate between the fantasy world of play and the dull adult world of fact - had now come to signify the life that a person had outside the internet. — Robert Galbraith

The purpose of writing is to make your mother and father drop dead with shame. — J.P. Donleavy

Would you believe me if I told you, in one flower there is a whole other land? This would be true if you believe hard enough. — Simone Strydom

It was September, and there was a crackly feeling to the air. I was saying something that was making her laugh, and I couldn't stop looking at her. It was a little bit chilly, and her cheeks were pink, and her dark hair was flowing around her face. All I wanted for the rest of my life was to keep making her laugh like that. Sometimes our arms brushed against each other as we walked, and it was like I could feel the touch for minutes after it happened. — Carolyn Parkhurst