It's been a great response. We put signs out, and the next thing you know, there are lines of cars coming in. People have come in with box trucks, full to the top, and we've had drop-offs from churches, and police and other fire companies.
It's something that fits very well with this community. In the future, you will see some joint projects with us and Dynamic Air.
Memoirs are a well-known form of fiction.
Memory is the mother of the muses, prototype Artist. As a rule picks and highlights what is important, omitting what is accidental or trivial. Occasionally, however, is mistaken as all the other artists. Nevertheless it is what I take as a guide page.
Sex is the gateway to life.
Such actions are beyond praise: it is the perfume of such sweet and noble human sympathy that makes this wild beasts' cage a world habitable for men.
The easiest to conquer were also more worthy of it, because women have better intuition than men for the love affinity.
The truth is that the fever of desire in youth is fleeting disease that intimacy promptly cure.
There is a destiny that shapes our ends rough, hew them as we will.
All the faults of the age come from Christianity and journalism. Christianity, of course, but why journalism?
We have a factory running here. We have tons of volunteers. People pull up and volunteer and stay for a few hours to help with the stuff that's coming in.
Always regretted that good memory often prevents us from thinking for ourselves.
What will happen to those who stone the prophets and persecute the masters? His fate is written in flaming letters on each page of the history.
Australia has to be the beneficiary of the situation in Indonesia. Australia is perceived as a blue-chip supplier with huge reserves upside, while all its key competitors in the Pacific Basin supply business have got some sort of issue.
Will civilization never reach humane ideals? Will men always punish most severely the sins they do not understand and which hold forth for them no temptation? [Referring to the imprisonment of Oscar Wilde]
For the first time, vague doubts assaulted me, the shattering suspicion that for all pleasure and joy in life we had to pay ... I repel fear. If I had to pay I would pay, after all, the memory of ecstasy while pungisse its pain could never be erased.
I am, really, a great writer; my only difficulty is in finding great readers.
I will, however, establish that success in love, as in all other aspects of life, belongs, as a rule, to the persistent and fiber man. Chaucer had reason to make the Old Bath confess: 'The truth is, more or less, we always succumb to attention and perseverance'.
It's been a great response. We put signs out, and the next thing you know, there are lines of cars coming in... People have come in with box trucks, full to the top, and we've had drop-offs from churches, and police and other fire companies.
Strong people are made by opposition like kites that go up against the wind.