Southcliffe Tv Quotes & Sayings

If we hear, in our inner ear, a voice saying we are failures, we are losers, we will never amount to anything, this is the voice of Satan trying to convince the bride that the groom does not love her. This is not the voice of God. God woos us with kindness. He changes out of character with the passion of his love. — Donald Miller

No sooner does man discover intelligence than he tries to involve it in his own stupidity. — Jacques-Yves Cousteau

There was a day when writers actually read," he grumbles. "They could quote Keats and Socrates. Now anyone with a keyboard and a fifth-grade education can call themselves a writer. — J. Lincoln Fenn

Intemperance is the physician's provider. — Publilius Syrus

Salieri was a pupil of Gluck. He was born in Italy in 1750 and died in Vienna in 1825. He left Italy when he was 16 and spent most of his life in Vienna. He's the key composer between classic music and romantic music. Beethoven was the beginning of romantic music, and he was the teacher of Beethoven and Schubert. — Cecilia Bartoli

According as the man is, so must you humour him. — Jean Racine

David Boreanaz is pretty funny. He's probably the one that cracks everybody up the most on set. He can be very serious as well, but when he's silly he's pretty silly. — Emily Deschanel

When your words are kind and loving, it heals the mind and fills it with happiness and joy. — Debasish Mridha

All really frank people are amusing, and would remain so if they could remember that other people may sometimes want to be frank and amusing too. — Ada Leverson

You can't just wish strength for yourself. Or wisdom. Or resilience. Those things have to be earned. — Katherine Center

I feel more strongly with every recurring year that our country has no tradition which does it so much honour and which it should guard so jealously as that of its hospitality. It is a tradition that is unique as far as my experience goes (and I have visited not a few places abroad) among the modern nations. Some would say, perhaps, that with us it is rather a failing than anything to be boasted of. But granted even that, it is, to my mind, a princely failing, and one that I trust will long be cultivated among us. Of one thing, at least, I am sure. As long as this one roof shelters the good ladies aforesaid- and I wish from my heart it may do so for many and many a long year to come- the tradition of genuine warm-hearted courteous Irish hospitality, which our forefathers have handed down to us and which we must hand down to our descendants, is still alive among us. — James Joyce