Yaqub Al Mansur Quotes & Sayings

when we migrate, we murder from our lives those we leave behind. — Mohsin Hamid

A person who plays the game knowing he will win, doesn't impress me as much as the person who plays the game even though he knows that he might lose. — N'Zuri Za Austin

His enemies had counted on the lions taking care of Daniel. What they hadn't counted on was his God taking care of Daniel. — Tony Evans

I will confess I did none of my own singing. I did all my own costume and makeup, though. — Gary Cole

I think it's very cool for the drummer to be set free from having to worry about holding down the beat every once in a while, though it's a little constricting. — James Hetfield

Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long near water, begin to rust. Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons. — Gretel Ehrlich

Writing is about music ... finding the music of a sentence ... — Michael Pollan

When the Iron Curtain fell, all of the West rejoiced that the East would become just as free as the West. It was never supposed to be the other way around. — Rick Falkvinge

He winked at me and my heart stuttered. — Aileen Erin

Martial arts have two parts. One is external, other internal. The external is physical part. The internal is philosophy of how to be, what kind of person learns martial arts. — Jet Li

I want to be the condensation on the glass. I want to be that phenomenon that takes place between hot and cold. — Terrence Howard

If one can stick to the training throughout the many long years, then will power is no longer a problem. It's raining? That doesn't matter. I am tired? That's besides the point. It's simply that I just have to. — Emil Zatopek

Let no one pray that they know not sorrow,
Let no soul ask to be free from pain,
For the gall of to-day is the sweet of to-morrow,
And the moment's loss is the lifetime's gain.
Through want of a thing does its worth redouble,
Through hunger's pangs does the feast content,
And only the heart that has harboured trouble
Can fully rejoice when joy is sent.
Let no one shrink from the bitter tonics
Of grief, and yearning, and need, and strife,
For the rarest chords in the soul's harmonics
Are found in the minor strains of life. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox

You're my queen, and anyone who says different can fuck off. — P.C. Cast

We hold each other in our little pocket of warmth, hidden from the monsters of the night by the mist swirling around us and the bloody surf pounding at our feet. — Susan Ee