Knish Dough Quotes

#1. Here we are! Shooting stars. Shooting stars? They burn. Fleeting glimpse. We become human as we fall.

Fadia Faqir

#2. I spend most of my time at the ranch with my family, and enjoy life - watch the sun come up, watch it go down, thank God for another day, and just be happy.

Marcus Luttrell

#3. So maybe my own life is not so drastic and dreadful...maybe I am just like all those other girls who have come before me with their oily T-zones and random terrible days and bittersweet triumphs, the world billowing out behind them.

Mary O'Connell

#4. A text cannot mean what it could never have meant for its original readers/hearers.

Gordon D. Fee

#5. W might 'conquer' nature if we could first, or at the same time, conquer our own nature, though we do not see that human nature and 'outside' nature are all of a piece.

Alan W. Watts

#6. Thick is the darkness
Sunward, O, sunward!
Rough is the highway
Onward, still onward!
Dawn harbors surely
East of the shadows.
Facing us somewhere
Spread the sweet meadows.
Upward and forward!
Time will restore us:
Light is above us,
Rest is before us.

William Ernest Henley

#7. I don't believe in right-angled turning points.

Timothy West

#8. In this life, many things happen in which we play a shameful part. Those of us who are strong forgive ourselves and go on. The weak wallow in their shame and allow it to devour them. There is no one of us without sin, child. There ought to be some comfort in that.

Karleen Koen

#9. If they could swing it, most parents visited during meals to try to make their child's hospital room into a piece of the familiar by eating with them, and the kids - without exception - were too kind to tell them it only made home look that much farther away.

Kim Harrison

#10. Oh, do not scowl at me, reader, I do not intend to convey the impression that I did not manage to be happy.

Vladimir Nabokov

#11. The dead were too ...present.

Chris Bohjalian

#12. I have always been very rebellious and gone against the grain. I've always challenged the standards set before me.

Amber Heard

#13. Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed,
And daffodillies fill their cups with tears,
To strew the laureate to hearse when Lycid lies.

John Milton