Stivender Family Tree Quotes & Sayings

Poverty of goods is easily cured; poverty of soul, impossible. — Michel De Montaigne

Johnny James was sitting on the front porch, sipping from a glass of gasoline in the December heat, when the doom-screamer came. — Robert McCammon

Real Understanding manifests itself as spontaneous natural and simple action, free of the depressing process of choice, pure without indecisions of any type. — Samael Aun Weor

Standing on the fringes of life ... offers a unique perspective. But there comes a time to see what it looks like from the dance floor. — Stephen Chbosky

Every one of my books is written from the viewpoint of cops, with the exception of my book Killer on the Road, which is written from the viewpoint of a serial killer. — James Ellroy

What is the good of words if they aren't important enough to quarrel over? Why do we choose one word more than another if there isn't any difference between them? If you called a woman a chimpanzee instead of an angel, wouldn't there be a quarrel about a word? If you're not going to argue about words, what are you going to argue about? Are you going to convey your meaning to me by moving your ears? The Church and the heresies always used to fight about words, because they are the only thing worth fighting about. — G.K. Chesterton

I came upon a child of god, He was walking along the road And I asked him, where are you going And this he told me: I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band I'm going to camp out on the land, I'm going to try an' get my soul free. — Joni Mitchell

A sign of a lover of wisdom is his delight in not running his mouth about things he doesn't know. — Criss Jami

Nobody comes out of their mother's womb doing cucarachas. — Donnie Burns

Usually, the leaders appear in the moment of the highest stress, when it is time, speaking symbolically, to go to the barricades. Then people, clever, capable, but focused on their own tasks, will leave their immediate occupations and go to the barricades, because there is nowhere to hide. — Vladimir Bukovsky

How carelessly God hummed us whole
with such pronounced holes for lungs.
How hollow we are. — Eugenia Leigh