Sin Quotes - Page 40

If you see a bandwagon, it's too late.

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

If I miss one day of practice, I notice it. If I miss two days, the critics notice it. If I miss three days, the audience notices it.

Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.

Learn to... be what you are, and learn to resign with a good grace all that you are not.

It is easier to make a saint out of a libertine than out of a prig.

I think a lot of us are not on a path; we're in a rut. We have confused comfort with peace, belief with faith, safety with wisdom, wealth with blessing, and existence with life.

The one thing I miss is hitchhiking. Now there's no more of that. When's the last time you saw a hitchhiker? It's not that I consider it a great sport, but it was my way of seeing the country. The open road, especially in the western United States, is still very pristine, but everything else around it has changed.

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time!

Singing is my life. It has always been my life. It will always be my life.

But even in her laughter there was something missing. She never seemed to be truly happy; she just seemed to be passing time while she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live.

I am not overstatingthis; the anointing is mandatory if you are called to serve The Lord. Without it there will be no growth, no blessing, no victory in your ministry.

A big business man was telling Henry Ford about a coach driver of super-expertness with his whip. The driver was telling how he could flick a fly off his horse's ear with his whip-and, a fly alighting just then, he promptly did so. Next he spied a grasshopper beside the road, and he flicked it off with equal dexterity. A little further along the road the passenger noticed an insect on a bush, and nudged the driver to get him. Not on your life, replied the master of the whip. That there insect is a hornet sitting on his nest with an organization behind him. I leave him alone.

The perfect mystic is not an ecstatic devotee lost in contemplation of Oneness, nor a saintly recluse shunning all commerce with mankind, but "the true saint" goes in and out amongst the people and eats and sleeps with them and buys and sells in the market and marries and takes part in social intercourse, and never forgets God for a single moment.

Ice cubes likely sell more alcohol for the distilling industry than attractive models in cheesecake poses. The inconspicuous ice cubes often hide the invisible sell - invisible, that is, to the conscious mind.

Thinking will not overcome fear but action will.

Go tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, that here obedient to their laws we lie.

Depression is the inability to construct a future.

I still miss those I loved who are no longer with me but I find I am grateful for having loved them. The gratitude has finally conquered the loss.

Luck is a dividend of sweat. The more you sweat, the luckier you get.

Pompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the setting sun.

EVERY MOMENT IN business happens only once. The next Bill Gates will not build an operating system. The next Larry Page or Sergey Brin won’t make a search engine. And the next Mark Zuckerberg won’t create a social network. If you are copying these guys, you aren’t learning from them.

Making good decisions is a crucial skill at every level.

Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

Dont ever lose hope. Even when life seems bleak and hopeless, know that you are not alone.