Sekine Duasi Quotes & Sayings

Woman is mistress of the art of completely imbittering the life of the person on whom she depends. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

I'm not sure I would call it agony but there is a kind of cyclic frustration. You get one story right and then here comes another one. When does that end? What I'm trying to do is get it to end right now, by recognizing that that cycle is writing. That is: trying to understand the frustrations and setbacks (and agony) as part of a bigger chess game you are playing with art itself. — George Saunders

Barack Obama is the president of the United States of America. More specifically, Barack Obama is the president of a congenitally racist country, erected upon the plunder of life, liberty, labor, and land. This plunder has not been exclusive to black people. - Ta — Ta-Nehisi Coates

Mark's ideas tended to the bland, and there was no point in asking Miles, whose embittered suggestions all ran to things like Vomit Vanilla and Cockroach Crunch. Vorkosigan — Lois McMaster Bujold

Too much hurry will bury your goals. Too much haste will make you waste. Too quick race will cripple your pace. Be patient. — Israelmore Ayivor

These days an income is something you can't live without - or within. — Tom Wilson

I hate anything that occupies more space than it is worth ... I hate to see a parcel of big words without anything in them. — William Hazlitt

To promote the progress of science and useful arts, by securing for limited times to authors and inventors the exclusive right to their respective writings and discoveries; — James Madison

When you do your best, there is no impossibility. — Nonito Donaire

The years 1781 to 1793 are crucial for many reasons, but chiefly because they pose in an especially clear way the main problem of German philosophy for the next century. This is the old conflict between reason and faith which recurred during the pantheism controversy between Jacobi and Mendelssohn. — Frederick C. Beiser

Although we followed that hyena for the best part of half an hour, we never caught up with it. — Louis Leakey