Lech Walesa Quotes
Let the veil of silence fall presently over what happened afterwards. Silence, too, can speak out.
Lech Walesa
Quotes to Explore
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Take, for example, the African jungle, the home of the cheetah. On whom does the cheetah prey? The old, the sick, the wounded, the weak, the very young, but never the strong. Lesson: If you would not be prey, you had better be strong.
G. Gordon Liddy
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That's the mark of a great storyteller, never to give away secrets in advance.
Ian McDiarmid
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One time, I pranked my sister: I put red solo cups in her room on her floor and filled them with water. Then I put string all over so you couldn't get anywhere.
Cameron Dallas
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Don't hate me for what tabloids write about me, because I guarantee it's a lie.
Taylor Momsen
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Growing up, I'd just be at home, playing tennis, spending my allowance on an ice-cream truck.
Venus Williams
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The only history is a mere question of one's struggle inside oneself. But that is the joy of it. One need neither discover Americas nor conquer nations, and yet one has as great a work as Columbus or Alexander, to do.
D. H. Lawrence
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Better rooms better furniture, better objects d'art can only be created for a society interested in living - not existing.
Van Day Truex
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It is interesting to note that life never leaves us stranded. If life hands us a problem, it hands us also the abilities with which to meet the problem.
W. Clement Stone
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I felt a funeral in my brain, and mourners to and fro kept treading, treading till I felt that sense was breaking through. And when they all were seated, a service, like a drum, kept beating, beating, till I felt my mind was going numb. And then I heard them lift a box and creak across my soul with those same boots of lead again, then space began to toll, as if the heavens were a bell and being were an ear, and I, and silence, some strange race wrecked, solitary, here. Just then, a plank in reason broke, and I fell down and down and hit a world at every plunge, and finished knowing then.
Andrew Solomon
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Once, this had been the life I’d wanted. Even chosen. Now, though, I couldn’t believe that there had been a time when this kind of monotony and silence, this most narrow of existences, had been preferable. Then again, once, I’d never known anything else.
Sarah Dessen
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No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Let the veil of silence fall presently over what happened afterwards. Silence, too, can speak out.
Lech Walesa
