Willenborg Ag Quotes & Sayings

There is a limit to the amount of misery and disarray you will put up with, for love, just as there is a limit to the amount of mess you can stand around a house. You can't know the limit beforehand, but you will know when you've reached it. I believe this. — Alice Munro

There is no art which affords less opportunity to execute expression than photography. Everything is concentrated in a few seconds, when after perhaps an hours seeking, waiting, and hesitation, the photographer sees the realization of his inward vision, and in that moment he has one advantage over most arts - his medium is swift enough to record his momentary inspiration. — Sadakichi Hartmann

Steeped like a teabag in aristocratic pretensions ... — Philip Roth

There's nothin left,
I used to cry,
My conversation has run dry,
Thats whats going on,
Nothing's fine I'm torn. — Scott Cutler

There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr. Gray. All influence is immoral - immoral from the scientific point of view." ========== The Picture of Dorian Gray (Oscar Wilde) - Your Highlight on Location 266-267 | Added on Sunday, March 1, 2015 1:43:12 AM to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of some one else's music, — Anonymous

What's important is the preparation for adult life, and the training you'll receive in your Assignment. — Lois Lowry

I choose to think of tv audience as nameless, formless, faceless people who are all like me. And anything that I write, if I like it, they'll like it. — Rod Serling

Common Reader for Everyday Ecologists — Russell Kirk

The sun was shining, but Christ had hidden Himself, and all the world was black to you; or it was night, and since the bright and morning star was gone, no other star could yield you so much as a ray of light. What a howling wilderness is this world without our Lord! If once He hideth Himself from us, withered are the flowers of our garden; our pleasant fruits decay; the birds suspend their songs, and a tempest overturns our hopes. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

What we consider real is also imagined; every life lived is also an inner life, a life created. — Margaret Atwood

Remind me to never visit the Arctic Ocean during winter again, — S.M. Reine

Can I be honest with you?" he asked.
"Aren't you always? And brutally so?"
"I never realized you were a woman."
She choked on a laugh of surprise. "Excuse me?"
"Inside my head ... " he pointed, just in case she didn't know what a head looked like. "Inside my memories? You were always a little girl, like Izzy. Just a girl, skipping around, getting into trouble, and mouthing off. I never noticed you'd turned into a woman."
Though the comprehension of the way he viewed her stung like the burn on her hand, she gave his broad chest beneath that worn-out gray Marines T-shirt an understanding pat with her unburned hand. "I know. It happens to the best of us female types."
His big hand came up and captured hers against his chest.
"Annie?"
"yeah?"
His gaze slowly traveled over her face, down to her lips, then back to her eyes. "I'm noticing now. — Candis Terry

I humbly do beseech of your pardon, For too much loving you — William Shakespeare