Slavante Quotes & Sayings

I don't know," Jason said with a shrug. "Maybe it's too late for me. Maybe my heart is already too far good."
With a smile she said softly, "It's never too late to be good. — Randall Arthur

You see aright. I am both Queen and Elidhu, here and there, wildfire and hearthfire, forgetting and remembrance. But do no yet speak of this, for men are impatient with such things and do not brook contradiction. — Alison Croggon

We [the U.S.] think nothing ... of attempting to inflict upon other peoples forms of government ill-tailored to their needs. — Ralph Peters

If there's a place for tolerance in racial healing, perhaps it has to do with tolerating my own feelings of discomfort that arise when a person, of any color, expresses emotion not welcome in the culture of niceness. It also has to do with tolerating my own feelings of shame, humiliation, regret, anger, and fear so I can engage, not run. For me, tolerance is not about others, it's about accepting my own uncomfortable emotions as I adjust to a changing view of myself as imperfect and vulnerable. As human. — Debby Irving

I'd like to make a shout out...SHOUT OUT! — Louis Tomlinson

He looked sadly down at the street, as though it were his own bottomless sadness. — Franz Kafka

But Keri, being loved enough is not adequate. Be loved more . . . make sure you are loved more than enough. — Samantha Christy

If your spouse wants to cheat on you, he or she will. This world is a haven of opportunities. But no matter what, in any relationship, one must never doubt the spouse — Jagdish Joghee

The commodiousness of money is indeed great; but there are some advantages which money cannot buy, and which therefore no wise man will by the love of money be tempted to forego. — Samuel Johnson

fisselig (German):
Flustered to the point of incompetence. A temporary state of inexactitude and sloppiness that is elicited by another person's nagging. — Howard Rheingold

Your beautiful don't let anyone tell you different — Marilyn Manson

All things considered, it had been his home, and the set of kindly, well-meaning, gentle-mannered people driven to death or exile for the sole crime of their existing, was the set to which he too belonged. His dark youthful broodings, the romantic - and let me add, somewhat artificial - passion for his mother's land, could not, I am sure, exclude real affection for the country where he had been born and bred. — Vladimir Nabokov

Jiu-Jitsu is my therapy, my passion, my life. — Matt Serra