Mination Wheels Quotes

#1. Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

William Blake

#2. When I kissed her, I felt that my heart would tear through my chest for excitement and wonder, and then I felt a good, empty sicknesss, if you can speak of anything in such contradictory terms.

Howard Fast

#3. The magic of achievement is persistent endurance.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#4. Relations are errors that Nature makes. / Your spouse you can put on the shelf. / But your friends, dear friends, are the quaint mistakes / You always commit yourself.

Phyllis McGinley

#5. I refuse to confide and don't like it when people write about art.

Balthus

#6. I don't have a style. I wouldn't say I have a style as a writer, either. I know people have said "This is what he does," but when I'm writing, I don't think about that. I don't think about a style.

Charlie Kaufman

#7. The gears of life had moved ahead a notch with a loud ker-chunk, and Junpei knew that they would never turn back again.

Haruki Murakami

#8. You're you, and you are everything in the world to me. Every. Single. Thing.

Lauren Blakely

#9. Genius involves both envy and calumny.

Alexander Pope

#10. Leaders move among the various stages each day. But effective leaders move among the right stages at the right times.

Liz Weber

#11. There is hope in forgiveness

John Piper

#12. My Lord, what love is this that pays so dearly. That I, the guilty one, may go free!

Graham Kendrick

#13. Any necessary truth, whether a priori or a posteriori, could not have turned out otherwise.

Saul Kripke

#14. Richness and fat does need,
In logic clever fine deeds,
But paunches never do breed,
Fine thoughts or sublime seeds.
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Munindra Misra

#15. Her grandfather's books [ ... ] opened before Ada, a world whose colours were so dazzling that reality paled in comparison and faded away. Boris Godunov, Satan, Athalia, King Lear: they all spoke words charged with meaning; every syllable was inexpressively precious

Irene Nemirovsky