Was15 Quotes & Sayings
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Top Was15 Quotes
E'en the rough rocks with tender myrtle bloom, and trodden weeds send out a rich perfume. — Joseph Addison
Truths may clash without contradicting each other. — Antoine De Saint-Exupery
It's good when someone comes to a book or a movie and interacts with it. It's the difference between an illustration and a painting. An illustration serves a specific purpose, and a painting is something you can immerse yourself in. — Charlie Kaufman
When I was15 years old, I couldn't look at the NFL and look on TV and say, 'Boy, there's a head coach, African American. That's something I'd like to do.' — Tony Dungy
There are many paths to enlightenment. Some of us who have expanded to a degree of illumination have thereafter preached the dogmatic certainty of one particular path. But enlightenment doesn't care how you get there. And if you aren't going to be thinking about it in paradise, then don't worry about it now. — Thaddeus Golas
Even if the older mind lives by remembering, the young mind lives by forgetting. — Linda Hogan
The gospel is good news to those who know they don't measure up. It's offensive to those who think they do. — Tullian Tchividjian
Even English-teacher bookworms need friends and bars. — Jenny Hubbard
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue. Bet your bottom dollar, you and I are through. — Connie Francis
I've always said you have to go through a lot of heartache in life to feel joy. — Doug Collins
I enjoy stand-up because it has the biggest reward: instant gratification. You can hear the people laughing. — Wanda Sykes
The team was going into transition. The team that we had could not continue to exist. Because of age, injury, it could not get to that same level. It had to change. I wish this team could have been frozen in time for 10 years, but that's not the reality. — Geoff Petrie
Aunt Flo's love is not a soft thing, I think, but something hard and unyielding, which can be good or bad. — Jan Strnad
The room blued into view, and I wondered where the night had gone. — Sylvia Plath