Sohn Conference Quotes & Sayings

As an artist, I feel that my father's biggest influence is me realizing that music has a purpose and it's not just for business and that music is spiritual. I get that from him that music is a spiritual thing. — Ziggy Marley

Indictments of any kind are serious. That being said, let's not forget that an indictment is not a conviction. We still have due process in this country. — Rob Simmons

You're lucky both you and your boyfriend were chosen," she says with quiet sincerity. "Tomas isn't my boyfriend." I feel the blush on my cheeks. "You could have fooled me." She gives me a wide smile. "I think he's in love with you." "He's just watching out for me. You know, since we're from the same colony," I say, but I can't help the thrill I feel at her words. — Joelle Charbonneau

And I know when your lips meet mine I feel as though I have never been kissed before. — Victoria Alexander

The more you frame the marathon as a stressful experience, the more negative messages you'll receive. But it's just as easy to frame it as a positively challenging journey. — Jeff Galloway

When I was a child, I used to paint intently. The older I become, and the closer death approaches, the brighter my life gets day by day. — Yayoi Kusama

Come to me, you who are weary and burdened, and I will grant you rest. (Matthew 11:28) — Mitch Albom

Though aware that there is nothing in the universe that suggests any purpose for humanity, one way that we can find a purpose is to study the universe by the methods of science, without consoling ourselves with fairy tales about its future, or about our own. — Steven Weinberg

People value that part of knowledge which is known. They do not know how to avail themselves of the Unknown in order to reach knowledge. Is this not misguided? — Zhuangzi

Nesta looked at the king with death twining around his hands, then down at Cassian. And covered Cassian's body with her own. Cassian went still - then his hand slid over her back. Together. They'd go together. — Sarah J. Maas

The invigorating energy in fresh-cut grass and cool, crisp chlorine filled Wendell's nostrils as they lounged by the pool in Evan's back yard. Looking past the back fence the wild grass bowed to the playful persuasion of the warm summer breeze and the corn lilies and columbines bounced their jeweled heads, laughing and teasing butterflies. Even the Cooper's hawk atop a nearby fence post, content with feasting on a woodpecker knew, it was a perfect day. — Jaime Buckley