Famous Quotes & Sayings

Khalil Gibran

Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.

Khalil Gibran

The song of the voice is sweet, but the song of the heart is the pure voice of heaven.

Jonathan Safran Foer

and i wouldn't say no to something sweet.

Jonathan Safran Foer

Or perhaps a widow found him and took him in: brought him an easy chair, changed his sweater every morning, shaved his face until the hair stopped growing, took him faithfully to bed with her every night, whispered sweet nothings into what was left of his ear, laughed with him over black coffee, cried with him over yellowing pictures, talked greenly about having kids of her own, began to miss him before she became sick, left him everything in her will, thought of only him as she died, always knew he was fiction but believed in him anyway.

Jonathan Safran Foer

...Food serves two parallel purposes: it nourishes and it helps you remember. Eating and storytelling are inseparable-the saltwater is also tears; the honey not only tastes sweet, but makes us think of sweetness; the matzo is the bread of our affliction.

Napoleon Bonaparte

My waking thoughts are all of thee. Your portrait and the remembrance of last night's delirium have robbed my senses of repose. Sweet and incomparable Josephine, what an extraordinary influence you have over my heart. Are you vexed? Do I see you sad? Are you ill at ease? My soul is broken with grief, and there is no rest for your lover.

Napoleon Bonaparte

Remember, gentlemen, what a Roman emperor said: The corpse of an enemy always smells sweet.

Norman Schwarzkopf

Success is sweet, but the secret is sweat.

Norman Mailer

The White Protestant's ultimate sympathy must be with science, factology, and committee rather than with sex, birth, heat, flesh, creation, the sweet and the funky; they must vote, manipulate, control, and direct, these Protestants who are the center of power in our land, they must go for what they believe is reason when it is only the Square logic of the past.

Os Guinness

The rewards of freedom are always sweet, but its demands are stern, for at its heart is the paradox that the greatest enemy of freedom is freedom.

Orison Swett Marden

The trouble with us is that we expect too much from the great happenings, the unusual things, and we overlook the common flowers on the path of life, from which we might abstract sweets, comforts, delights.

Omar Khayyam

Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!

Omar Khayyam

Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.

Oliver Wendell Holmes

Learn the sweet magic of a cheerful face.

Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

There is no friend like the old friend, who has shared our morning days, No greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise: Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold; But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold.

Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.

Men, like peaches and pears, grow sweet a little while before they begin to decay.

Octavia Spencer

The first time I saw E.T., the actual image of an alien, and he was so sweet-looking. I wanted him. I wanted E.T.

O. Henry

Each of us, when our day's work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.

Ntozake Shange

i usedta live in the world really be in the world free & sweet talkin good mornin & thank-you & nice day uh huh i cant now i cant be nice to nobody nice is such a rip-off regular beauty & a smile in the street is just a set-up

Michael Buble

I just don't want people to think I'm too sweet of a boy; and little miss angel boy, because I'm going to get caught doing somebody horrible.

Merritt Wever

I do think there are trends in your life once youve been auditioning long enough. I was the angry teenager and then the sweet victim.

Merle Travis

I have known the fruits of strikes. The bitter and the sweet. Hunger and music.

Melina Kanakaredes

My grandfather always told me, You know youre American first, but youre a Greek-American, which makes you a better American. It sounds sort of old-world and very sweet, but what he meant was that you should embrace those things that are most special and different about you.

Mason Cooley

Revenge is sweet but not nourishing.

Mason Cooley

One who can find lemons sweet and grapes sour is ready for Dame Fortune.

Menander

How sweet is life, can we but choose with whom to live it: to live for oneself is no life.

Marge Piercy

Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath.... a little winter no spring can melt.

Teresa Medeiros

You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teeth) left to gum those puckered lips. I shall love you when your bones are sharp enough to pierce my fragile flesh. I shall love you when the light in my own eyes fades for good and yours is the last sweet face I see. Because I am and ever shall be…

Teresa Palmer

The nerds are my favourite sort of boys - any guy with a passion - whether it be physics or film or writing or poetry even, I think it's super sweet and it's very attractive for a female.

Manny Farber

From Here to Eternity' happens to be fourteen-carat entertainment. The main trouble is that it is too entertaining for a film in which love affairs flounder, one sweet guy is beaten to death, and a man of high principles is mistaken for a saboteur and killed on a golf course.

Mandy Moore

I learned what love is from loving you.

Mahatma Gandhi

A rose will smell as sweet by any other name, but it must be the rose of liberty that I want and not the artificial product.

Hartley Coleridge

Long time a child, and still a child, when years Had painted manhood on my cheek, was I; For yet I lived like one not born to die; A thriftless prodigal of smiles and tears— No hope I needed, and I knew no fears. But sleep, though sweet, is only sleep—and waking, I waked to sleep no more; at once o'ertaking The vanguard of my age, with all arrears Of duty on my back. Nor child, nor man, Nor youth, nor sage, I find my head is gray, For I have lost the race I never ran. A rathe December blights my lagging May: And still I am a child, though I be old Time is my debtor for my days untold.