Sperrin View Quotes & Sayings

Thinking has an understructure and underpinnings. — Agnes Denes

The devil sends disillusionment to such people who have the desire to do something for God — Sunday Adelaja

The transformation can only be accomplished by man, not by hardware (computers, gadgets, automation, new machinery). A company can not buy its way into quality. — W. Edwards Deming

Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you
right. Forget about those who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would most likely be worth it. — Harvey MacKay

Prudence is not hesitation, procrastination, or moderation. It is not driving in the middle of the road. It is not the way of ambivalence, indecision, or safety. — John Ortberg

It is seldom indeed that a composition which was poor when the picture was taken can be improved by reshaping it in the dark room. — Henri Cartier-Bresson

Sailor Moon, you likely will be forever immortal.
For you are the most beautiful, shining heavenly body of all time. — Naoko Takeuchi

When I was young, I was interested in Renaissance art. — Sigmar Polke

One day, you're 17 and you're planing for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. and then someday is yesterday. And this is your life. — John Green

Even the most innocent of men's affairs seem doomed to cause suffering. Pushing the lawnmower through tall wet grass, and enjoying the strong aroma of the morning, I found that the blades had cut a frog in half. I have not forgotten his eyes. — Christopher Morley

I cannot call to mind a single instance where I have ever been irreverent, except toward the things which were sacred to other people. — Mark Twain

His body is pressed against my back, his arm is wrapped protectively around my waist, his breath a delicious tickle against my neck. The room is very cold; it would be nice to climb under the covers, but I don't want to move. I don't want him to move. I run my fingers along his bare forearm, remembering the warmth of his lips, the silkiness of his hair between my fingers. The boy who never sleeps, sleeping. Coming to rest upon the Cassiopeian shore, an island in the middle of a sea of blood. You have your promise, and I have you.
I can't trust him. I have to trust him.
I can't stay with him. I can't leave him behind. — Rick Yancey

For many a time I have been half in love with easeful death. Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, to take into the air my quiet breath — John Keats