Sobukwe Funeral Quotes & Sayings

It is a sad moment when the first phlox appears. It is the amber light indicating the end of the great burst of early summer and suggesting that we must now start looking forward to autumn. Not that I have any objection to autumn as a season, full of its own beauty; but I just cannot bear to see another summer go, and I recoil from what the first hint of autumn means. — Vita Sackville-West

Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth. — Christina Rossetti

Have you ever felt your destiny unfolding, beloved? Have you experienced the intensity of the hunt, the fixation of attention that only fate can explain? Have you ever told yourself your feelings were
excessive, but known that something huge and pivotally important was carrying you along like a riptide? You can fight that current all you want; you know it will still have its way with you. Or you can
try swimming along with it, and grow amazed by your own power - until you pause and realize that you aren't moving but being moved. You're not in control, not at all, and that's what makes the feeling so
exquisitely exciting. — Martha N. Beck

A novel makes it possible to understand not just events, but the people who control the events; not only their choices, but also their motives. — David Frum

Real happiness comes from the cultivation, the development, of the highest that is in us. — Orison Swett Marden

Who knew better than Raquel that nothing lasts. Hope fades. And love ... love hurts. — Michelle Sutton

I get the feeling," Alec said, and smiled, "she hasn't forgiven me for betraying you, as she sees it."
"Good girl," said Jace with appreciation.
"I didn't betray you, idiot."
"It's the thought that counts. — Cassandra Clare

Try to enjoy myself when I can - I'll be miserable enough as it is. — Marilyn Monroe

The only way in which one can make endurable man's inhumanity to man, and man's destruction of his own environment, is to exemplify in your own lives man's humanity to man and man's reverence for the place in which he lives. — Alan Paton