Villarman Quotes & Sayings

Preachers are not salesmen, for they have nothing to sell. They are bearers of Good News. — Billy Graham

You stick a bunch of drunken murderers together, ain't long before some turn to thieving, then to lying, then to bad language, and pretty soon to sobriety, raising families and making an honest living. — Joe Abercrombie

Then he turned it the third time, and the boy's ass fell off. — Patrick Rothfuss

Needing someone doesn't make you weak, it makes you feel. And feeling is how you know you're alive. -Jack Reacher — M.J. Rose

Teaching is a personal matter of the nursery of the mind and should not be on public display. — Saul Gorn

Don't let Negative and Toxic people rent space in your head.
Raise the rent and kick them out. — Zig Ziglar

Her life was shameful and lonely. There was no longer any hope for her, there was no chance of escape. Yet, in spite of her humiliation and the despair which possessed her, she still remained in some part of her soul aloof and untouched. It was the hard centre of her being which never altered. Nothing could touch that. — Anna Kavan

The boulderfields, the spaces empty of people--a lonesomeness city-dwellers could never comprehend. Sometimes it seems like you know animals more intimately than people. Beaver heads cutting wake in the water, bear shit jeweled with seeds, deer quenching themselves in the river's cool. Her family has lived here for three hundred years. But the place is wretchedly poor and backward and may never be right. — Matthew Neill Null

Belief made no difference to the truth. — Diane Duane

If they took all the drugs, nicotine, alcohol and caffeine
off the market for six days, they'd have to bring out the
tanks to control you. — Dick Gregory

We are asked to orient our "strategies" and "tactics" around poverty and material immiseration at a time when revolutionary sentiment is being generated by the banality of life under conditions of material abundance. — Murray Bookchin

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life. — Coco Chanel

The flakes came down so thickly that from the sitting-room windows I could not see beyond the windmill - its frame looked dim and grey, unsubstantial like a shadow. The snow did not stop falling all day, or during the night that followed. The cold was not severe, but the storm was quiet and resistless. — Willa Cather