Vorobyov Dancing Quotes & Sayings

Never be too proud to go onto your knees before God. — Richard M. Nixon

As soon as you get traded, you kind of start thinking where you're going to live, your family, you have to pack. — Marco Scutaro

Those who seek absolute power, even though they seek it to do what they regard as good, are simply demanding the right to enforce their own version of heaven on earth. And let me remind you, they are the very ones who always create the most hellish tyrannies. Absolute power does corrupt, and those who seek it must be suspect and must be opposed. Their mistaken course stems from false notions of equality, ladies and gentlemen. Equality, rightly understood, as our founding fathers understood it, leads to liberty and to the emancipation of creative differences. Wrongly understood, as it has been so tragically in our time, it leads first to conformity and then to despotism. Fellow Republicans, it is the cause of Republicanism to resist concentrations of power, private or public, which enforce such conformity and inflict such despotism. It is the cause of Republicanism to ensure that power remains in the hands of the people. — Barry M. Goldwater

Sometimes their oppression of emotion and the weird way it comes out is more interesting than painting it in bold primary colors. — Edward Norton

If you really want something, you'll make it work. — Rita Ora

Britain can only spend what it can afford. — George Osborne

Miranda tore through the woods like a chupacabra chased her. — Gwenda Bond

We weren't living the way we wanted because we weren't making the choices it required. Like so many in our generation of thirtysomething parents, we spoke of a slower, more intentional life, but we expected it to just happen. — Tsh Oxenreider

The music surged down the stairs like a flashing stream - it gathered in the corridor and burst like a waterfall through the wide entry doors. It splashed over a small, lonely figure crouching on the lowest step, dark and colorless like an un-moving lump of black, a little hillock with mad, unresting eyes. It was the old man who had freed himself with such difficulty from the unrelenting window. He crouched in the corner, lost and done for, with bowed shoulders and knees drawn high, as though he would never rise again - and over him, and away in gay and flashing cascades, the music splashed and danced, strong, pitiless, unceasing as life itself. — Erich Maria Remarque