Syafii Efendi Quotes & Sayings

Time spent with your instrument is not automatically practicing. — Tom Heany

Mike Laga will make you forget about every power hitter that ever lived. — Sparky Anderson

I think I can stand up, though!" He demonstrated the questionable optimism of this pronouncement by falling on his face. — Scott Lynch

I'm working on producing my own shows. "Girls Next Door" was a great place to start but it was somebody else's show. I'm just ready to move on. — Holly Madison

To reach the future, man needs to be clever and more important than this he must be lucky! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

no longer dealing with reasonable, intelligent adults but with temperamental lunatics who had about as much self-control as hormonal teenagers. — Olivia Rigal

It's not about the way you look
It's not about your face
It's all about the way you think
It's all about your grace
You're love is like a power chase
You're like an oak tree growing in a flower vase — Mac Lethal

Know thy neighbor as thyself. That is, comprehend his hardships and understand his position, deal with his faults as gently as with your own. Do not judge him where you do not judge yourself...this is the meaning of the word LOVE. — Pearl S. Buck

In case you are facing with opposition or detractors, don't automatically assume they are villains. As a leader, you have to know what their concerns are, why do they disagree with what you are doing and other related concerns. — Firas Samri

Oh! my dearest love, why are our pleasures so short and so interrupted? How long is this to last?
Know you, my best Mary, that I feel myself, in your absence, almost degraded to the level of the vulgar and impure. I feel their vacant, stiff eyeballs fixed upon me, until I seem to have been infected with their loathsome meaning
to inhale a sickness that subdues me to languor. Oh! those redeeming eyes of Mary, that they might beam upon me before I sleep! Praise my forbearance
oh! beloved one
that I do not rashly fly to you, and at least secure a moment's bliss. Wherefore should I delay; do you not long to meet me? All that is exalted and buoyant in my nature urges me towards you, reproaches me with the cold delay, laughs at all fear and spurns to dream of prudence. Why am I not with you? — Michael Kelahan

Something had happened to him ove the past couple of years, something to do with being home with Aaron, sinking into the rhythm of a kid's day. The little tasks, the small pleasures. The repetition that goes beyond boredom and becomes a kind of peace. You do it long enough, and the adult world starts to drift away. You can't catch up with it, not even if you try. — Tom Perrotta