Goods Quotes (page 9)

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• good night
• wishes
• influence

Good night, belovedest. Your sleep will be sweet if there is any influences in the wishes of your own. L. M. Montgomery

• life
• good
• death

Good taste is death. Vulgarity is life. Mary Quant

• good
• education
• manners

Good company requires only birth, manners and education and, with regard to education, I'm afraid it is not very particular Jane Austen

• good friends
• friend
• hard

Good friends are hard to come by.. I need more money. Bill Watterson

• world
• generosity
• life

...good counsel: generosity, longevity, acceptance, relinquishment, letting the world come to me -- and, with these things to make a life. Richard Ford

• good
• sacrifice
• breaking

Good is never accomplished except at the cost of those who do it, truth never breaks through except through the sacrifice of those who spread it. John Henry Newman

• good
• teaching
• teachings

Good teaching is one-fourth preparation and three-fourths theater. Gail Godwin

• good
• wisdom
• evil

Goodness without wisdom always accomplishes evil. Robert A. Heinlein

• nature
• good
• happy

Good sense tells us that earthly things are rare and fleeting, and that true reality exists only in dreams. To draw sustenance from happiness- natural or artificial - you must first have the courage to swallow it; and those who perhaps most merit happiness are precisely those on whom felicity, as mortals conceive it, always acts as a vomitive. Charles Baudelaire

• book
• giving up
• good

Good books don't give up all their secrets at once. Stephen King

• good
• goodness
• said

Good? said Arthur. Douglas Adams

• good
• doubt
• goodly

Good that you ask -- you should always ask, always have doubts. Herman Hesse

• friends
• good
• friend

Good books are as friends, willing to give to us if we are willing to make a little effort. Gordon B. Hinckley

• good
• job
• comforting

Good fiction’s job is to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable. David Foster Wallace

• women
• fun
• house

Good God.” He felt like he’d just finished running the Boston Marathon. How did she do it? How the hell did she do all that every day, and probably a lot more? But just the dinner, the squabbles, the mess, the sheer volume of stuff that needed to be remembered, done, handled with three kids. It was mentally and physically exhausting. Fun, he admitted, but exhausting. And she’d have to get up in the morning, get them up, dressed, fed. Then go to work. After work, she’d replay—basically—what... Nora Roberts