Vuksan Zdravkovic Quotes & Sayings

Then he smiled into her eyes and asked, in the dry academic tones of an astronomer discussing a theoretical point with a colleague, 'How long do you suppose I can go on loving you more every day?' And he devised for her a calculus of love, which approached infinity as a limit, and made her smile again. — Mary Doria Russell

There are moments in life that feel so perfect and so real. These are the moments that you live for. The moments you never want to end. — Alysha Speer

Remember one rule, no rule. — Janet Jackson

Billy moved restlessly. "Seems like-seems like- towards night as if a body got kind o' lonesome for a woman person-like her." Billy indicated Margaret and then closed his eyes so tight his small face wrinkled. — Gene Stratton-Porter

And what is a good citizen? Simply one who never says, does or thinks anything that is unusual. Schools are maintained in order to bring this uniformity up to the highest possible point. A school is a hopper into which children are heaved while they are still young and tender; therein they are pressed into certain standard shapes and covered from head to heels with official rubber-stamps. — H.L. Mencken

To make a man happy, fill his hands with work, his heart with affection, his mind with purpose, his memory with useful knowledge, his future with hope, and his stomach with food. — Frederick E. Crane

There are opportunities even in the most difficult moments. — Wangari Maathai

Laughter allows us to get past the fear of death. — Deepak Chopra

Silence is a virtue in those who are deficient in understanding. — Dominique Bouhours

Live up to the best that is in you: Live noble lives, as you all may, in whatever condition you may find yourselves. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Money is a big part of your life, and when you learn how to get your finances under control, all areas of your life will soar. — T. Harv Eker

I have always been jealous of artists. The smell of the studio, the names of the various tools, the look of a half-finished canvas all shout of creation. What do writers have in comparison? Only the flat paper, the clacketing of the typewriter or the scrape of a pen across a yellow page. And then, when the finished piece is presented, there is a small wonder on one hand, a manuscript smudged with erasures or crossed out lines on the other. The impact of the painting is immediate, the manuscript must unfold slowly through time. — Jane Yolen