Vetrovec Herec Quotes & Sayings

Here we are. Home sweet home. What's mine is yours. — Ellen Hopkins

There's not a lot of music videos that are totally, totally disturbing. — Andy Milonakis

I would love to do more music, definitely. That is my true passion. Dance is first and then music. — Carmen Electra

My mother would take me to jazz concerts in the park and everybody was smoked out. She gave me the intro and then she forced me to play an instrument to keep me out of trouble. — Prefuse 73

For a true spiritual transformation to flourish, we must see beyond this tendency to mental self-flagellation. Spirituality based on self-hatred can never sustain itself. Generosity coming from self-hatred becomes martyrdom. Morality born of self-hatred becomes rigid repression. Love for others without the foundation of love for ourselves becomes a loss of boundaries, codependency, and a painful and fruitless search for intimacy. But when we contact, through meditation, our true nature, we can allow others to also find theirs. — Sharon Salzberg

Without strength and courage it's really hard to perform at the highest levels of international figure skating, because you're alone on the ice and you only have seven minutes over two nights to prove yourself. — Scott Hamilton

God is here, right now, at our side. We can see him in this mist, in the ground we're walking on, even in my shoes. His angels keep watch while we sleep and help us in our work. In order to find God, you have only to look around. — Paulo Coelho

...my soul bleeding tears of anguish — Katie MacAlister

The quality of your life is a direct reflection of the quality of the questions you are asking yourself — Anthony Robbins

I am the world's laziest shopper, but very rarely have I had to take anything back. — Erin O'Connor

I really woke up one morning and said, you know, 'I haven't seen a good film about the American Revolution. And all the ones I have seen haven't been successful, but I'm going to make a successful one.' Well, I wasn't able to do that. — Irwin Winkler

The moon, our lonely sister, filters pain and harm from sunlight, and reflects it back to us safely, free of burn and blemish. We danced in moonlight on the balcony that night, Oleg and I, and we sang and shouted and laughed, hardening ourselves to what we'd done in life, and what we'd lost. And the moon graced two fallen fools, on a fallen day, with sunlight purified by a mirror in the sky, made of stone. — Gregory David Roberts