Storelli Recycling Quotes & Sayings

War continues to divide people, to change them forever, and I write about it both because I want people to understand the absolute futility of war, the 'pity of war' as Wilfred Owen called it. — Michael Morpurgo

Advice for a long and happy life - never tell a writer you have fixed their work. Ever. — C.S. Woolley

As Christians, we should be the best collaborators in the world. We should be quick to find unlikely allies and subversive friends, like Jesus did. — Shane Claiborne

That which is clearly known hath less terror than that which is but hinted at and guessed. — Arthur Conan Doyle

Work diligently. Work hard. Focus. Perform as if you are at the Olympics. One day, unexpectedly, it will start paying off. — Joan Marques

After dinner the Texan invited Cochran to accompany him to a whorehouse but he declined saying he'd feed, walk and water the horse.
'Strikes me you had a big day and some poontang might ease your mind.'
'Nope. Killed a man I hated today and I don't want to mix my pleasures. I want to lay in bed and think how good it felt.'
The Texan nodded and lit a cigar. He was no man's fool. — Jim Harrison

A poet is someone who can use a single image to send a universal message. — Andrei Tarkovsky

Who I am is not the same minute to minute or day to day. There are far too many variables for that to ever be true, for me, or for anyone. — Dan Pearce

called out to her. The sudden noise made Natalie jump, but as she turned, she recognised the face of the man behind the open window. — Stephen Edger

Bless the children, for the national debt is theirs. — Herbert Hoover

A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart. — Gladys Taber

Our concern for the loss of our friends is not always from a sense of their worth, but rather of our own need of them and that we have lost some who had a good opinion of us. — Francois De La Rochefoucauld

Listen to the bells ringing in Rainbow Valley! I never heard them so clearly. They're ringing for peace--and new happiness--and all the dear, sweet, sane, homey things that we can have again now, Miss Oliver. — L.M. Montgomery

It would not be a good place for the heroine of a modern novel to stay at. The heroine of a modern novel is always "divinely tall," and she is ever "drawing herself up to her full height." At the "Barley Mow" she would bump her head against the ceiling each time she did this. — Jerome K. Jerome