Ann Wroe Quotes
Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes the fountain in mid-flow and numbs the hand, even in the very act of giving. It is a sin of silence, absence and omission, as winter's sin is a lack of light; a sin against charity, which otherwise warms the heart and, in the truest sense, makes the world turn.”
Ann Wroe
Quotes to Explore
On a personal level, Freaking Out is a process whereby an individual casts off outmoded and restricting standards of thinking, dress, and social etiquette in order to express creatively his relationship to his immediate environment and the social structure as a whole.
Frank Zappa
Though it makes me sick to do so without my writers, there are more than a hundred people whose financial well-being depends on our show. It is time to go back to work.
Jimmy Kimmel
I don't usually make political comments, because I am a businessman, not a politician.
John Gokongwei
The only freedom that man ever has is when he becomes a slave to Jesus Christ.
R. C. Sproul
Hula is the language of the heart, therefore, the heartbeat of the Hawai'ian people.
Kalakaua
I like the idea of going to university and studying. I didn't do it because it was a back-up plan. In some ways, it kind of goes hand in hand with acting. There's a lot of analysis and enriching your mind, as well as problem solving. And it can only help being around people as an actor.
Yasmin Paige
I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
My girlfriend's dad runs the Prostate Centre on Wimpole St. in London, and he's chairman of Prostate U.K., which I think is the second-largest prostate cancer charity in Britain.
Christian Cooke
God gave me a very good hand to play over my 88 years. I have no regrets.
Ed Koch
I could go out to five parties a day if I wanted to. I don't. I have attachments to my wife and kids - and about 20 pieces of art.
Aby Rosen
He suddenly announced that he could not write any more since "All that I have written seems like straw to me."
Thomas Aquinas
Ingratitude is the frost that nips the flower even as it opens, that shrivels the generous apple on the branch, that freezes the fountain in mid-flow and numbs the hand, even in the very act of giving. It is a sin of silence, absence and omission, as winter's sin is a lack of light; a sin against charity, which otherwise warms the heart and, in the truest sense, makes the world turn.”
Ann Wroe
