Sinaida Grussman Quotes & Sayings

Because I want to destroy beautiful things before they can destroy me. — Karina Halle

Whether we are in the city, the countryside, or the wilderness, we need to sustain ourselves by choosing our surroundings carefully and nourishing our awareness in each moment. — Thich Nhat Hanh

Really it was like trying to solve a crime in the Stock Exchange, the way the mildest mention of sex interrupted business. — Peter Dickinson

Stories are how we think. They are how we make meaning of life. Call them schemas, scripts, mental maps, ideas, metaphors, or narratives. Stories are how we inspire and motivate human beings. Great stories help us to understand our place in the world, create our identity, discover our purpose, form our character and define and teach human values. — Jeroninio Almeida

But forever was a useless term, relevant only for the dead. — K. Martin Beckner

Number three, we're going to play very smart and we're not going to beat ourselves. If the other team is better than us and they just out execute us and play better then we can live with that, but we're going to play smart and give ourselves every opportunity to win the game. — Steve Spurrier

He exhaled loudly and raked a hand through the sable brown hair he always kept stylishly messy. Look, Rose. You don't have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You've already got me. — Richelle Mead

Some of my friends said, 'You are nuts.' But I think I am right. — George Nethercutt

Very many maintain that all we know is still infinitely less than all that still remains unknown. — William Harvey

We have to condemn publicly the very idea that some people have the right to repress others. In keeping silent about evil, and burying it so deep within us that no sign of it appears on the surface, we are implanting it, and it will rise up a thousand fold in the future. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

When liars speak the truth, they are not believed. - ARISTOTLE (384 - 322 BC) — Bradford G. Wheler

Do you know how careful my love will make me? See here, look at my hands. Say there's a cobweb spun between them. It's my ambition. And at its centre there's a spider, a color of a jewel. The spider is you. This is how I shall bear you
so gently, so carefully and without jar, you shall not know you are being taken. — Sarah Waters