Vanligt Quotes & Sayings

Certainly I've never tried to imagine what the future will hold. It's a hopeless endeavor to try to do such a thing ... — Don DeLillo

Ideas are like pizza dough, made to be tossed around. — Anna Quindlen

When women internalized the idea that describing their own woe was synonymous with developing a critical political consciousness, the progress of the feminist movement was stalled. — Bell Hooks

Certainly I would be less frightened of death (not just my own death but Welty's death, Andy's death, Death in general) if I thought a familiar person came to meet us at the door, because - writing this now, I'm close to tears - I think how poor Andy told me, with terror on his face, that my mother was the only person he'd known, and liked, who'd ever died. So - maybe when Andy washed up spitting and coughing into the country on the far side of the water, maybe my mother was the very one who knelt down by his side to greet him on the foreign shore. Maybe it's stupid to even articulate such hopes. But, then again, maybe it's more stupid not to. — Donna Tartt

A man's heart plans his way, but the LORD directs his steps. PROVERBS 16:9 NKJV — Joel Osteen

The whole universe is but the footprint of the Divine goodness. — Dante Alighieri

Nature never appeals to intelligence until habit and instinct are useless. There is no intelligence where there is no need of change. — H.G.Wells

And I was thinking that it was so weird that the world could keep turning. I mean, that honey would still need to be delivered and vegetables would have to be picked and laundry would need to be done when I was so miserable. — Laura Ruby

The essence of Bonham is what he didn't play rather than what he did play - what he left out. — Robert Plant

I had the sense when I looked back over my life I would actually see a mess of decisions, a few of which I had thought about, some of which I had sort of stumbled on and many that I had no control over whatsoever. — Kazuo Ishiguro

The roads of science are narrow, so that they who travel them, must wither follow or meet one another ... — Samuel Johnson

I'm focused on the sky above us. The clouds float there so nicely, form a set of shapes, and then float some more to change to a different one. Wouldn't it be so easy to be like that - change, shift, adjust - without so much as a thought of the next storm about to roll in threatening to decimate you. — K. Bromberg