Winter Sonata Quotes & Sayings

Don't let fear of failure discourage you. Don't let the voice of critics paralyze you - whether that voice comes from the outside or the inside. — Dieter F. Uchtdorf

fear cuts deeper than swords. c — George R R Martin

Those of you in the cheaper seats can clap your hands, and those of you in the balcony can just rattle your jewelry. — John Lennon

If you want to conquer pride, do not say that your deed was done by your hands and might; say that with God's help and guidance it was done, not by my power and efforts. — Vladimir Aleksandrovich Antonov

What a wonderful way to kill. (Misa) — Tsugumi Ohba

A lot of my old stuff is pretty simple. The new stuff is slightly more in-depth. — Matt Corby

And, I think, this greening does thaw at the edges, at least, of my own cold season. Joy sneaks in: listening to music, riding my bicycle, I catch myself feeling, in a way that's as old as I am but suddenly seems unfamiliar, light. I have felt so heavy for so long. At first I felt odd- as if I shouldn't be feeling this lightness, that familiar little catch of pleasure in the heart which is inexplicable, though a lovely passage of notes or the splendidly turned petal of a tulip has triggered it. It's my buoyancy, part of what keeps me alive: happy, suddenly with the concomitant experience of a sonata and the motion of the shadows of leaves. I have the desire to be filled with sunlight, to soak my skin in as much of it as I can drink up, after the long interior darkness of this past season, the indoor vigil, in this harshest and darkest of winters, outside and in. — Mark Doty

I think that we have to be very careful about who comes here from the Middle East. — Rand Paul

He thought it better to start the day by acknowledging that it was going to be just as dull as the days preceding it. That way, you wouldn't be disappointed. Abdul — Katherine Boo

People don't understand us. They don't understand me. They think it's so black and white, that he makes me miserable and that I should be with someone else and that I deserve something else.
But it's not black and white at all. It's gray. It's a never ending world of gray. — Amanda Grace