Ukwial Quotes & Sayings

I'm a fun father, but not a good father. The hard decisions always went to my wife. — John Lithgow

Forgiveness is knowing and remembering what happened, but choosing to move beyond it. — Ashley Ormon

You have to stop living in order to write. — Martha Gellhorn

God simply revealed the self-centered core that began to motivate each of them: The woman would continue to try to draw life and nurturing from a man who was not capable of filling these deep needs - never was and never will be. And the man would be forever trying to rule over the woman, either aggressively or passively trying to keep her quiet about his inadequacy to fill her needs. — Jeff VanVonderen

I was 32 when I started cooking; up until then, I just ate. — Julia Child

A child who is disillusioned abruptly, by his peers or siblings, being ridiculed for his faith and imagination, may choose never to believe in anything- tangible or intangible- again. To never trust or wonder. — Chuck Palahniuk

But that man is gone. I mourn his passing every day. Forgetting more and more of who I was, what dreams I held, what things I loved. The sadness now is numb. And I carry on despite the shadow it casts over me. — Pierce Brown

Even if you want one drop of respect you have to take birth in this material world again. — Radhanath Swami

If I'm no real good, I prefer to be just frankly no good. I don't want to disguise myself as a man of learning. I don't want to be the representative of a hobby. I want to be what nature made me - no good. — Aldous Huxley

Never delay kissing a pretty girl or opening a bottle of whiskey — Ernest Hemingway,

Cezanne said, 'I love to paint people who have grown old naturally in the country.' And I say I love to paint people who have been torn to shreds by the rat race in New York. — Alice Neel

When children ask you questions about gray hairs, and wrinkles in the face, and sighs that have no words, and smiles too bright to be carved upon the radiant face by the hands of hypocrisy
when they ask you about kneeling at the altar, speaking into the vacant air, and uttering words to an unseen and in an invisible Presence
when they interrogate you about your great psalms, and hymns, and anthem-bursts of thankfulness, what is your reply to these? Do not be ashamed of the history. Keep steadily along the line of fact. Say what happened to you, and magnify God in the hearing of the inquirer. — Joseph Parker