Thanking The Lord For Another Day Quotes & Sayings

Behind the phony tinsel of Hollywood lies the real tinsel. — Oscar Levant

I kept thinking back to all those nights in Connecticut, when I was out the door as soon as dinner was over, yelling my plans behind me as I headed to my car, ready for my real night to begin - my time with my family just something to get through as quickly as possible. And now that I knew that the time we had together was limited, I was holding on to it, trying to stretch it out, all the while wishing I'd appreciated what I'd had earlier. — Morgan Matson

Germany has traditionally played a very constructive role regarding E.U. ties with Russia and the West as a whole with Russia. — Sergei Lavrov

A bad black horse steals
Steals into my head
And moves across the landscape
Of my mind, while I sleep.
He does what he likes in there.
Next day I feel
The damage.
In the quiet mist
I watch her go.
It feels like snow.
There's a feeling that I get.
I walk back home
Sad and slow. — John Marsden

You're always playing the game to reach the ultimate goal. — Tony Romo

I love the anxiety, the pressure of the loud room full of yapping kids. But I'm a kid myself. — Zoe Saldana

Just trust yourself and you'll learn the art of living. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

Four times in the false year the false season
Changed, in the immutable course
Of times's progression.
Dryness follows greenness, and greenness dryness,
And no one knows which is first, which
Is last, and they end. — Fernando Pessoa

We read novels because we need stories; we crave them; we can't live without telling them and hearing them. Stories are how we make sense of our lives and of the world. When we're distressed and go to therapy, our therapist's job is to help us tell our story. Life doesn't come with plots; it's messy and chaotic; life is one damn, inexplicable thing after another. And we can't have that. We insist on meaning. And so we tell stories so that our lives make sense. — John Dufresne

In reality of everyday occurrences I've had to submit to people in order not to lose them. It's less the submission that bothers me, I guess, than how it makes my life miserable. And what happens if I can't forgive myself for making that choice? And what if, in order to keep on living, I have to continue to accept myself? What am I supposed to do? Conclusion: It'd be best if I'm destroyed. The best thing is for me just to vanish. — Natsuo Kirino

Strange how the sound of a single word can hurt more than a ruined shoulder, cut deeper than a bloody gash. — Amy Engel

On each race is laid the duty to keep alight its own lamp of mind as its part in the illumination of the world. To break the lamp of any people into deprive it of its rightful place in the world festival. — Rabindranath Tagore