Vulindlela Brenda Quotes & Sayings

The ship was masted according to the proportion of the navy; but on my application the masts were shortened, as I thought them too much for her, considering the nature of the voyage. — William Bligh

The Son of the Carpenter made the door of heaven so low that you must either take off your plumes or stoop humbly to enter it. — Austin O'Malley

There is a finely translated epigram in the greek anthology which admirably expresses this state of mind, this acceptance of loss as unatoned for, even tho the lost element might be one's self: 'A shipwrecked sailor, buried on this coast, bids you set sail. Full many a gallant bark, when we were lost, weathered the gal. — William James

To truly be committed to a life of honesty, love and discipline, we must be willing to commit ourselves to reality. — John Bradshaw

The pain barrier was not a barrier for her; she could go beyond it. — Paulo Coelho

The most efficient way to memorise a piece is to use the one which proceeds in an error free manner — Sergei Rachmaninoff

I'm a proud vegan, whistle-blower, and animal rights activist. — Steve-O

It is a function of poetry to locate those zones inside us that would be free, and declare them so. — C.D. Wright

On the east side of the street, the dark old factories - Civil War factories, foundries, brassworks, heavy-industrial plants blackened from the chimneys pumping smoke for a hundred years - were windowless now, the sunlight sealed out with brick and mortar, their exits and entrances plugged with cinderblock. These were the factories where people had lost fingers and arms and got their feet crushed and their faces scalded, where children once labored in the heat and the cold, the nineteenth-century factories that churned up people and churned out goods and now were unpierceable, airtight tombs. It was Newark that was entombed there, a city that was not going to stir again. The pyramids of Newark: as huge and dark and hideously impermeable as a great dynasty's burial edifice has every historical right to be. — Philip Roth