quotes for myspace

Mother's love grows by giving. ~Charles Lamb



How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. ~Henry David Thoreau, Journal, 19 August 1851



If you're enough lucky to be Irish, you're lucky enough! ~Irish Saying



The roots of our Soccer Tribe lie deep in our primeval past. ~Desmond Morris



Before a war military science seems a real science, like astronomy; but after a war it seems more like astrology. ~Rebecca West



The best way to gain self-confidence is to do what you are afraid to do. ~Author Unknown



The only man who sticks closer to you in adversity than a friend is a creditor. ~Author Unknown



It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government to save the environment. ~Ansel Adams



As a mother, I know that homosexuals cannot biologically reproduce children; therefore, they must recruit our children. ~Anita Bryant, 1977



Love unlocks doors and opens windows that weren't even there before. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Second Neurotic's Notebook, 1966



Love is my religion - I could die for it. ~John Keats



Men can read maps better than women. 'Cause only the male mind could conceive of one inch equaling a hundred miles. ~Roseanne Barr



Coffee, n. break fluid. ~Author Unknown



True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable. ~Dave Tyson Gentry



The trouble with having a body is that people know it's where you hang out and you don't get any privacy. ~Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com



Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense. ~Gertrude Stein



He who fears something gives it power over him. ~Moorish Proverb



There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in. ~Graham Greene, The Power and the Glory (thanks Harold)



Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair. ~William Cowper



There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul. ~Edith Wharton