Streetside Classic Quotes & Sayings

But the life that no longer trust another human being and no longer forms ties to the political community is not a human life any longer. — Martha C. Nussbaum

So go ahead. Fall down. The world looks different from the ground. — Oprah Winfrey

The next morning, I am silly and light. Every time I push the smile from my face, it fights its way back. Eventually I stop suppressing it. — Veronica Roth

There's beggary in love that can be reckoned — William Shakespeare

My head is turned by every eye — Jack Kerouac

The central movement of the mind is the desire for unrestricted liberty and ( ... ) this movement is invariably accompanied by its opposite, a dread of the consequences of liberty. — Thornton Wilder

It is not always easy to be who we are, but as we grow up and mature and develop coping mechanisms that enable us to survive and thrive in a complicated world, we have the responsibility to reach back and help others still struggling along the way. In so doing, we can also help ourselves. Above all, we cannot allow each generation to grow up in a world where they feel they are alone while we carry so much knowledge, history, and foundation that we can, and must, pass on to them. — Keith Boykin

The shelf where you can find the power to kick start is the shelf of self-confidence. No matter how loaded you are with the right information, you need to pull yourself out! — Israelmore Ayivor

That is, so to speak, my own story. If I had a wish, I would wish that the sounds of the turning pages of my story after this encounter would resound like the sound of footsteps. — Sorata Akizuki

And, naturally, the city caught the contagious air of entre - the working girls, poor ugly souls, wrapping soap in the factories and showing finery in the big stores, dreamed that perhaps in the spectacular excitement of this winter they might obtain for themselves the coveted male - as in a muddled carnival crowd an inefficient pickpocket may consider his chances increased. — F Scott Fitzgerald

Finally, still kneeling, he looked up at the woman.
Sturm caught his breath as the woman removed the hood of her cloak and drew the veil from her face. For the first time,human eyes looked upon the face of Alhana Starbreeze.
Muralasa, the elves called her-Princess of the Night. Her hair, black and soft as the night wind, was held in place by a net as fine as cobweb, twinkling with tiny jewels like stars. Her skin was the pale hue of the silver moon, her eyes the deep, dark purple of the night sky and her lips the color of the red moon's shadows.
The knight's first thought was to give thanks to Paladine that he was already on his knees. His second was that death would be a paltry price to pay to serve her, and his third that he musk say something, but he seemed to have forgotten the words of any known language. — Margaret Weis