Related Quotes
All quotes about:
wind political ugly
I will stand with the Muslims should the political winds shift in an ugly direction. Barack Obama
wind doe earth
Once we agree on the future, the present will be much easier. A captain who does not know where he wants to sail, there is no wind on Earth that will bring him there. We have first to decide where we want to go, where we want to sail. Ami Ayalon
wind roots people
Over the millennia the seed of stories planted in the fertile soil of bits and scraps of facts was watered by wishes and began to take root and grow. Eventually, a bountiful fruit of rumors burst forth, to be spread on the wind of whispers that said we hid a fabled hoard of gold. Nothing could convince the believers that it was not true. The truth does not glitter for these people like gold does. Terry Goodkind
california addiction los-angeles
Saying you're an alcoholic and an addict is like saying you're from Los Angeles and from California. Carrie Fisher
joy secret resistance
Resistance is the secret of joy! Alice Walker
joy bubbles
Joys Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too. Philip James Bailey
joy skins skin-deep
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep. Philip James Bailey
joy facts made
As much as I disagreed with every second of 'Fahrenheit 9/11,' the fact that it is out made me jump for joy. Penn Jillette
joy ends make-sense
Everyone contributes a word, a sentence, an image, but in the end it all makes sense: the happiness of one becomes the joy of all. Paulo Coelho
joy problem grows
Postpone joy, it will diminish. Postpone a problem, it will grow. Paulo Coelho
joy risk needs
It's always necessary to know when a stage of one's life has ended. If you stubbornly cling to it after the need has passed, you lose the joy and meaning of the rest. And you risk being shaken to your senses by God. Paulo Coelho
joy hell
Dracula did bring a hell of a lot of joy to a hell of a lot of women. Terence Fisher
joy sorrow battle
My principle anguish and the source of all my joys and sorrows from my youth onward has been the incessant, merciless battle between the spirit and the flesh. Nikos Kazantzakis