Sicha Siam Quotes & Sayings

We need never be ashamed of our tears. — Charles Dickens

Arousal is nature's stimulus for the propagation of the human race. The unaroused male of the species is as useless for that purpose as a worm. Arousal can happen sooner or later, but it must happen. — Sol Stein

It would seem that these super-religious ascetics would be extremely so. But the witness of everyone who visited them for counsel was the opposite. They were some of the — Jonathan Wilson-Hartgrove

I found the purpose of my existence, and also the purpose of my circumstance. There's a purpose for why you're in the fire. If God can use a man without arms and legs to be His hands and feet, then He will certainly use any willing heart! — Nick Vujicic

Winning a love is just an outcome, keeping a love is a true accomplishment. — Soar

I can see thru mountains watch me disappear, I can even touch the sky. Swallowing the colors of the sounds I hear, am I just a crazy guy? You bet. — Ozzy Osbourne

Well, I don't know too many governors who are flaming ideologues. — Birch Bayh

Act fittingly.
Act forbearingly.
Act foreknowingly.
Act foresightedly. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Our goal is to make Maine the healthiest state in the nation and reduce our overall health care costs. — John Baldacci

I was forced to confront my own prejudice. I had come to the farm with the unarticulated belief that concrete things were for dumb people and abstract things were for smart people. I thought the physical world - the trades - was the place you ended up if you weren't bright or ambitious enough to handle a white-collar job. Did I really think that a person with a genius for fixing engines, or for building, or for husbanding cows, was less brilliant than a person who writes ad copy or interprets the law? Apparently I did, though it amazes me now. — Kristin Kimball

Happiest are the people who give most happiness to others — Denis Diderot

And long afterwards, in moments of the greatest merriment, there would rise before him the figure of the little clerk with the balding brow, uttering his penetrating words: "Let me be. Why do you offend me?"
and in these penetrating words rang other words: "I am your brother." And the poor young man would bury his face in his hands, and many a time in his life he shuddered to see how much inhumanity there is in man, how much savege coarseness is concealed in refined, cultivated manners, and God! even in a man the world regards as noble and honorable. — Nikolai Gogol