Two Bit Mathews Quotes & Sayings

True freedom is a freedom with clear boundaries. True freedom understands the real essence of do's and don'ts. A freedom without restrictions that brings comfort is a freedom in chains. — Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

Small things start us in new ways of thinking — V.S. Naipaul

Only now did he realize how poor a substitute his hand had been for a real woman with all of her smells and sounds and tastes. — Cari Quinn

Eat your vegetables, have a positive outlook, be kind to people, and smile - Kamada Nakasato, 102-y/o-female fr. Okinawa — Dan Buettner

Today I have nothing to do except to enjoy the garden, drink the beauty of nature, and feel the joy of love and life. — Debasish Mridha

What the roses are saying cannot be heard through voice
but through beauty as you watch the rain slip
from their petals and hang from their edges.

(Dena Colhoff, student) — Timothy P. McLaughlin

Have a few beers?" Gabe resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "One, since part of the reason for you to — Vivian Arend

Often GOP political strategy seems like the human wave theory of the Chinese military translated to politics. Where Beijing uses masses of soldiers to overwhelm their adversaries, the GOP uses huge campaign budgets as a substitute for strategy, thought or issues. — Dick Morris

Lost in a crowd of greats, not a single Oscar. That's showbiz. — Maureen O'Hara

The majority of women have no principles of their own; they are guided by the heart, and depend for their own conduct, upon that of the men they love. — Jean De La Bruyere

Prior to being mugged I did not feel I had to carry a gun. However, I knew how to shoot a gun very proficiently. As a boy, I used to play cowboys and Indians all the time. — Bernhard Goetz

Days and nights passed over this despair of flesh, but one morning he awoke, looked (with calm now) at the blurred things that lay about him, and felt, inexplicably, the way one might feel upon recognizing a melody or a voice, that all this had happened to him before and that he had faced it with fear but also with joy and hopefulness and curiosity. Then he descended into his memory, which seemed to him endless, and managed to draw up from that vertigo the lost remembrance that gleamed like a coin in the rain - perhaps because he had never really looked at it except (perhaps) in a dream. — Jorge Luis Borges