Famous Quotes & Sayings

Barbara Kingsolver

The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.

Ayn Rand

Patience is always rewarded and romance is always round the corner!

Benjamin Disraeli

I have brought myself, by long meditation, to the conviction that a human being with a settled purpose must accomplish it, and that nothing can resist a will which will stake even existence upon its fulfillment.

C. S. Lewis

It's so much easier to pray for a bore than to go and see one.

C. S. Lewis

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.

Carol Bartz

If you think you can't, you're right.

Derrick Bell

Resistance is a powerful motivator precisely because it enables us to fulfill our longing to achieve our goals while letting us boldly recognize and name the obstacles to those achievements.

Desiderius Erasmus

No one respects a talent that is concealed.

Demi Lovato

It helps to even look in the mirror - and it sounds so cheesy - but if you just look in the mirror and say, 'You are beautiful,' and 'You are worthy,' those things really help you.

Barbara Sher

Isolation is a dream killer.

Arthur Miller

I am bewildered by the death of love. And my responsibility for it.

Arthur Miller

I realized what a ridiculous lie my whole life has been.

Ayn Rand

She smiled. She knew she was dying. But it did not matter any longer. She had known something which no human words could ever tell and she knew it now. She had been awaiting it and she felt it, as if it had been, as if she had lived it. Life had been, if only because she had known it could be, and she felt it now as a hymn without sound, deep under the little whole that dripped red drops into the snow, deeper than that from which the red drops came. A moment or an eternity- did it matter? Life, undefeated, existed and could exist. She smiled, her last smile, to so much that had been possible.

Michel de Montaigne

I speak the truth not so much as I would, but as much as I dare, and I dare a little more as I grow older.

Al Gore

When fear displaces reason, the result is often irrational hatred and division.

Blake Edwards

Look, there's nothing wrong with people being happy, but there's more to life than turning on and screwing to Ravel's Bolero.

Karl Lagerfeld

Music is part of the life of fashion, too.

Arundhati Roy

It is after all so easy to shatter a story. To break a chain of thought. To ruin a fragment of a dream being carried around carefully like a piece of porcelain. To let it be, to travel with it, as Velutha did, is much the harder thing to do.

Charles Bukowski

I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.

Sylvia Plath

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Madonna Ciccone

I made a vow that I would never need another person ever. Turned my heart into a cage, a victim of a kind of rage.

Gregory Maguire

That was such a wonderful time, even in its strangeness and sadness-and life isn't the same now. It's wonderful, but it isn't the same.

Ignacy Jan Paderewski

Music expresses first of all sadness rather than joy.

Hrithik Roshan

Happiness is overrated. It comes and goes just like sadness and miseryboth fleeting. What's important is peace. With all.

Guy Finley

The past is as powerless to darken the present moment as is a shadow to reach up and drag down the form that casts it.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I'm sorry for the anguished hearts that break with passion's strain, But I'm sorrier for the poor starved souls that never knew love's pain, Who hunger on through barren years not tasting joys they crave, For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o'er a grave.

Homer

'Yea and I beheld Sisyphus in strong torment, grasping a monstrous stone with both his hands. He was pressing thereat with hands and feet, and trying to roll the stone upward toward the brow of the hill. But oft as he was about to hurl it over the top, the weight would drive him back, so once again to the plain rolled the stone, the shameless thing. And he once more kept heaving and straining, and the sweat the while was pouring down his limbs, and the dust rose upwards from his head.