Wyta Quotes & Sayings

There is no moment like the present. The man who will not execute his resolutions when they are fresh upon him can have no hope from them afterwards: they will be dissipated, lost, and perish in the hurry and scurry of the world, or sunk in the slough of indolence. — Maria Edgeworth

When I was young, all the politicians looked like ancient Latin teachers or greengrocers. They were mumbly, stumbly men with their hair blowing in their eyes, walking into trees, opening the wrong door. They had no idea how to present themselves. — Dylan Moran

Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it's dark — Isaac Bashevis Singer

Forks and spoons have probably done more to reconcile people who cannot agree than guns and bombs ever did — Theodore Zeldin

Each human being is unique, unprecedented, unrepeatable. — Rene Dubos

I'm not using drugs to get high like many people think. I know I made a big mistake when I started using this sh-. It's a very difficult thing to explain. My liver is not functioning and I'm throwing up all the time and shitting my pants. The pain is more than you can handle. It's the worst pain in the world. Dope sick hurts the entire body. — Layne Staley

Birth and death are illusions, they are part of the dream. — Frederick Lenz

Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at. — John Berger

Despite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept turning. — Merle Haggard

I try whistling to fill in the silence. The soprano sax from Coltrane's "My Favorite Things," though of course my dubious whistling doesn't come anywhere near the complex, lightning-quick original. I just add bits so what I hear in my head approximates the sound. Better than nothing, I figure. — Haruki Murakami

No one is ever more him/herself than when they really laugh. Their defenses are down. It's very Zen-like, that moment. They are completely open. — George Carlin

O, the things we kill for our dreams, forgetting all the while we shall wake up to find them naught but dust and ash!
What fools we are to pretend that when we walk to war, we do not bring our loved ones with us. — Robert Jackson Bennett