Stilvolle Quotes & Sayings

From the time I could play the piano, I remember trying to write tunes. They were in my head, and I would just sit down and start noodling. Next thing I knew, I had written a melody. — Marvin Hamlisch

I have never been a killer. I'm not an aggressive personality and if I can remember any emotion I felt during a race it was fear. The greatest stimulator of my running was fear. — Herb Elliott

I don't believe in an art that is not born out of man's need to open his heart. — Edvard Munch

Her purse is like Mary Poppins's bag - it holds way more than should be possible. — Tera Lynn Childs

That whole thing: the paparazzi, a gazillion magazines. You can't lie on a beach. God forbid your bikini rides up too far or you've eaten too many doughnuts and they catch you wiping your mouth. That must be exhausting, that lack of privacy. — Megan Follows

The Method of Bisection is a sophisticated version of a tool used in fifth grade called "Guess and Check". — Richard A. Falk

To control your hormones is to control your life. — Barry Sears

I have a quantum car. Every time I look at the speedometer I get lost. — Steven Wright

I usually just write down what I'm doing and how I felt. How I felt if I'm skating fast, compared to if I'm skating slow or if I'm tired. I can always go back and look as a reference and see what I was doing. It's pretty much my life on ice. — Shani Davis

Lukewarm people love others but do not seek to love others as much as they love themselves. — Francis Chan

As a child you don't question your parents' choices. You accept them. They are justified by the godlike status of parenthood. — Bruce Springsteen

Wake up knowing that Allah is greater than any obstacle you may face today. — Omar Suleiman

And amid all this confusion I, what's truly I, am the centre that exists only in the geometry of the abyss: I'm the nothing around which everything spins, existing only so that it can spin, being a centre only because every circle has one. I, what's truly I, am a well without walls but with the walls' viscosity, the centre of everything with nothing around it. — Fernando Pessoa