Trampette Quotes & Sayings

Only two kinds of people can attain self-knowledge: those who are not encumbered at all with learning, that is to say, whose minds are not over-crowded with thoughts borrowed from others; and those who, after studying all the scriptures and sciences, have come to realise that they know nothing. — Ramakrishna

You will never be who you want to be, until you are happy with who you are. — Thomas F. Shubnell

In those days I was a slip of a thing with a divine figure and a face I was certain drove men wild. There is no doubt that I was the most conceited thing that ever lived. I simply adored Dagmar Godowsky and it was a passion that has withstood the test of time. — Dagmar Godowsky

What mattered at fifty-eight was what had mattered at eighteen: breeding and good bone structure. — P.D. James

You gave your life to become the person you are right now Was it worth it? — Richard Bach

The point is to be free, not to be crazy. — Tsoknyi Rinpoche

We are called to be God's answer to each other's needs — Sunday Adelaja

The Romans gave them Roman names, and let them be; but the Christians refuse to believe in them, and their priests berate the poorer folk for clinging to the old ways - and no doubt for wasting offerings which would do better at some hermit's cell than at some ancient holy place in the forest. But still the simple folk creep out to leave their offerings, and when these vanish by morning, who is to say that a god has not taken them? This, — Mary Stewart

I loved the idea of Travolta sitting on the kid's swing, pining away for his girlfriend. — Randal Kleiser

The enemy came to steal,kill and destroy our hero Steve Biko. He was chosen by God and no one can deny that. — Euginia Herlihy

My car broke down just the other day, I called triple A, they came and towed me away! — Rodney Dangerfield

And in that heightened state of luminous vision, his head nodding over a glass but his mind steady, he told himself that he had nothing to regret; he had done what anyone would have done; Catherine had said it, he was selfish; everybody was selfish; it was not a pretty thing, to be selfish, but he was not alone in it; he had merely been luckier than most; he had been, because he was better than most; he felt fine; he hoped the useless questions would never come back to him again; every man for himself, he muttered, falling asleep on the table. — Ayn Rand