Burdocks Quotes

#1. Sweet to me was not the voice of man, But the wind's voice was understood by me. The burdocks and the nettles fed my soul, But I loved the silver willow best of all.

Anna Akhmatova

#2. We have common enemies today. It's called childhood poverty. It's called cancer. It's called AIDS. It's called Parkinson's. It's called Muscular Dystrophy.

Jerry Doyle

#3. Health is the greatest of blessings - with health and hope we should be content to live.

John Keats

#4. It's all very well to talk like that," said Mr. Rafiel. "We, you say? What do you think I can do about it? I can't even walk without help. How can you and I set about preventing a murder? You're about a hundred and I'm a broken-up old crock.

Agatha Christie

#5. I don't feel old or young, I just am

Paul Weller

#6. I'd rather die believing than live doubting

Smith Wigglesworth

#7. Nothing and no one is perfect. It just takes a good eye to find those hidden imperfections.

Daphne Delacroix

#8. Awaken my spirit.
Awaken my soul.
Awaken my strength.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#9. Don't waste your time trying to turn ducks into eagles. Hire people who already have the motivation and drive to be eagles and then just let them soar.

Jim Rohn

#10. How many times can you put together 26 different stories without running out?

Rene Auberjonois

#11. Wrecks are going to happen in this business, that's just a risk of the sport. If you can't keep from worrying about it, then you're in the wrong line of work.

Coo Coo Marlin

#12. Morality is the best of all devices for leading mankind by the nose.

Friedrich Nietzsche

#13. I mean, what is this life of ours supposed to be for? Are we to spend it identifying each other with catalogues, like tourists in an art gallery? Or are we to try to exchange some kind of a signal, however garbled, before it's too late?

Christopher Isherwood

#14. The trap had teeth.

George R R Martin

#15. Almost everybody considers himself capable of thinking and, to a certain degree, whether right or wrong, really does think. Very few, on the contrary, can fancy themselves poets or artists in words. But from the moment when thought won out over style, the mob invaded the novel.

Albert Camus