Sepala Institute Quotes & Sayings

They listened more than they talked, but that was the way of wise men and women. — Lee Goff

If you've ever stood in the presence of a Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera and not gotten a tingly sensation in your naughty bits, you have to be very young, very old, or completely fucking blind. — C.J. Roberts

People are forever finding something wrong with you. — Brigitte Bardot

when in the face of writer's block, find another way to counter attack". — Shaheer Henderson

I've lived on my own since I was 13 and not been to school and brought a son up who's now 18 and run theatre companies and bought a butcher's shop, learnt guitar by myself, taught myself to sing and that sort of stuff. — Stella Vine

You're going to see ups and downs your whole career. — Tony Parker

The very moment you begin to seek your Heavenly Father, in that moment, the hope of His light will begin to awaken, enliven, and ennoble your soul. The darkness may not dissipate all at once, but as surely as night always gives way to dawn, the light will come. — Dieter F. Uchtdorf

I am by temperament an optimist, and I thought from the beginning that there was much to be written about suicide that was strangely heartening. — Kay Redfield Jamison

Women love us for our defects. If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our gigantic intellects. — Oscar Wilde

Start with something simple and small, then expand over time. If people call it a 'toy' you're definitely onto something. — Aaron Levie

If you have too many enemies, it means that you are either too good or too evil! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Now, tell me, my dear, I said, what are you crying about?
About the years that are gone, Mr. Betteredge," says Rosanna quietly. My past life still comes back to me sometimes.
Come, come, my girl, I said, your past life is all sponged out. Why can't you forget it?
"She took me by one of the lappets of my coat. I am a slovenly old man, and a good deal of my meat and drink gets splashed about on my clothes. Sometimes one of the women, and sometimes another, cleans me of my grease. The day before, Roseanna had taken out a spot for me on the lappet of my coat, with a new composition, warranted to remove anything. The grease was gone, but there was a little dull place left on the nap of the cloth where the grease had been. The girl pointed to that place, and shook here head.
The stain is taken off, she said. But the place shows, Mr. Betteredge
the place shows! — Wilkie Collins