Worthey Shoe Quotes & Sayings

Passion is a sort of fever in the mind, which ever leaves us weaker than it found us. — William Penn

When you run an organization like the Teamsters one man has to be the boss and run things. — Jimmy Hoffa

If I had the opportunity to say a fine word to all the young people of America, it would be this: Don't think too much about yourselves. Try to cultivate the habit of thinking of others; this will reward you. Nourish your minds by good reading, constant reading. Discover what your lifework is, work in which you can do most good, in which you can be happiest. Be unafraid in all things when you know you are in the right. — Charles William Eliot

Then I'll tell you," Baba said, "but first understand this and understand it now, Amir:
You'll never learn anything of value from those bearded idiots."
"You mean Mullah Fatiullah Khan? — Khaled Hosseini

I regard the Jewish race as the born enemy of pure humanity and everything that is noble in it. — Richard Wagner

It's just that it always happens when I think I'm getting over him," I said thoughtfully. "I'm good for a while and then - bam!" I — Paloma Ainsa

I haven't always been thrilled with my work. But the fear of not proving the people wrong who think you can't emerge from a franchise and do well, that's a very strong driving force. — Daniel Radcliffe

In the end you will be your own undoing. You can't escape you. — Ted Dekker

Female hysteria is a subject I'm very fond of. I always try to bring it in somewhere. For me, it is the finest part of the line between comedy and tragedy. — Rachel Cusk

If a local market is supporting the team strongly, you're not going to have a lot of support for a team leaving that market. — Bob McNair

[Mankind has] allowed worldly desires and pleasures to fill the heart and mind. Whatever the sin, we need to repent and turn to Jesus Christ in faith for forgiveness and new life. — Billy Graham

She had found a jewel down inside herself and she had wanted to walk where people could see her and gleam it around. But she had been set in the market-place to sell. Been set for still bait. When God had made The Man, he made him out of stuff that sung all the time and glittered all over. Then after that some angels got jealous and chopped him into millions of pieces, but still he glittered and hummed. So they beat him down to nothing but sparks but each little spark had a shine and a song. So they covered each one over with mud. And the lonesomeness in the sparks made them hunt for one another, but the mud is deaf and dumb. Like all the other tumbling mud-balls, Janie had tried to show her shine. — Zora Neale Hurston