Wolny Rynek Quotes & Sayings

Everyone knows pain. We are not meant to carry it forever. We were never meant to hold it so closely, so be certain in the belief that what pain belongs to now will belong soon to then. That when someone asks you how was your day, realize that for some of us - it's the only way we know how to say, be calm. Loosen your grip, opening each palm, slowly now - let go. — Shane Koyczan

A kinsman in trouble had to be saved, not blamed; anger against a brother was felt in the flesh, not in the bone. — Chinua Achebe

The problem with Western Christians is not that they aren't where they should be but that they aren't what they should be where they are. — Os Guinness

On the right was a collection of mailboxes, maybe twenty, several of which Daron had met in a previous life with an aluminum Louisville slugger, as well as several blue boxes labeled COUNTY EXAMINER, a few of which had not recovered from their own interrogations, that local version of the great American pastime. D'aron, much to his credit, he'd once thought, was only blowing off steam, and never once - not even one time - cracked lip when the others asked, Who writes Gulls anyway, and when they get a letter, who reads it to them? He now wondered how much of his fear about coming back here was actually guilt, and how much of the guilt was fear - nothing was as it seemed. — T. Geronimo Johnson

Sweetheart, wake up; you've destroyed the house and I need you to suffer for it. — Christopher Moore

For the first time, preventing nuclear proliferation and nuclear terrorism is now at the top of America's nuclear agenda. — Barack Obama

We cannot adopt the way of living that was satisfactory a hundred years ago. The world in which we live has changed, and we must change with it. — Felix Adler

All I can say,' said Sancho, "is that I perceived a masculine scent about her which must have been because, with so much hard labor, she was sweaty and somewhat slimy." "It — Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

No ... holy father, throw away that thought.
Believe not that the dribbling dart of love
Can pierce a complete bosom. — William Shakespeare