Strony Internetowe Quotes & Sayings

Believe it. That was the way. Never stop believing. Fool the eye, fool the brain. — Terry Pratchett

I got a series with the WB next year. We start shooting in July. It's going to be called Safe Harbor, and it's an hour show. It's a Spelling show and will follow 7th Heaven. — Gregory Harrison

Our mission is skill development. There can be no development with a satiated system. — Narendra Modi

Oh Lord, are there really people starving still? — Jackson Browne

If you think about how long it takes to write a piece of music for an orchestra, it's outrageous to me, outrageous. — Gail Zappa

What will remain is neither you nor me but what we shared among each others. — Santosh Kalwar

Directing is physically exciting because there's a ticking clock, you're working with people, it's very social, it's very enjoyable. — Alan Ball

Mrs. Thatcher was a powerful figure at the time I was a student in London. And I admire her versatility and strength. — Tsai Ing-wen

No matter what the situation, remind yourself "I have a choice." — Deepak Chopra

Proper handling of a horse like this is no simple matter. He was trained to race, from birth. Not only to race, but to be the best. Once a champion, he was spoiled with attention and permissive handling. Add to that, he's an ungelded male, with a strong natural mating drive. It all adds up to a horse with a mile-wide streak of arrogance, bloody bored out of his mind. Without proper exercise and opportunities to mate, all that aggressive energy festers. He becomes moody, intractable, withdrawn, destructive."
Ashworth raised an eyebrow at Bellamy. "Is it just me, or is this conversation becoming uncomfortably personal?"
Spencer fumed. "I'm not referring to myself, you ass. — Tessa Dare

Jehovah-Jireh is a Great provider. — Lailah Gifty Akita

And on the last day, the bad days become so difficult to recall, because one way or another, she had made a life here, just as I had. The town was paper, but the memories were not. All the things I'd done here, all the love and pity and compassion and violence and spite, kept welling up inside me. — John Green