Splenda Packet Quotes

#1. If you spend your life over analysing every encounter you will always see the tree, but never the forest.

Shannon L. Alder

#2. Metaphysics notwithstanding, I also insert myself in my fictions for no loftier purpose than to give me pleasure: to see myself performing onstage.

Norman Lock

#3. Life at best is bittersweet.

Jack Kirby

#4. The sorrowful spirit finds relaxation in solitude.

Kahlil Gibran

#5. If an all-powerful, benevolent God allows untold suffering, then that God is either not all-powerful or not benevolent.

James W. Mercer

#6. If I were sitting down with George Steinbrenner (to discuss a salary) and based on what Dave Winfield got for his statistics, I'd have to say, 'George, you and I are about to become partners.'

Joe DiMaggio

#7. Tell me that you want me." He whispered.
"I want you." Always.
"Only me?"
"Only you." Had there ever been anyone else?

Kimberly Lauren

#8. I've spent half my life on planes. I have a lot of love for New Zealand, though. That is where the really arty, whimsical side of the family resided - in Hobbitland.

Alice Englert

#9. Marriage for love is the most beautiful external symbol of the union of souls; marriage without it is the least clean traffic that defiles the world.

Olive Schreiner

#10. A doorman opened the door for me and I went in. The lobby was not quite as big as the Yankee Stadium. It was floored with a pale blue carpet with sponge rubber underneath. It was so soft it made me want to lie down and roll.

Raymond Chandler

#11. I don't see how a woman in documentary photography could have children. I think it's a very difficult thing to do to raise a family, and I have enormous respect for people who do it. I'd hate to do something like that and not be good at it.

Mary Ellen Mark

#12. I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something.

J.D. Salinger

#13. Watch out for a man whose enemies keep disappearing.

C.J. Cherryh

#14. It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don't let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?

Emily Bronte