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"The secret of success is constancy of purpose." »Benjamin Disraeli
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"The secret of success is constancy to purpose." »Benjamin Disraeli
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"People can have the Model T in any colour--so long as it's black." »Henry Ford
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"Sin is the only real colour element left in modern life." »Oscar Wilde, The picture of Dorian Gray
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"The only thing that bottled orange juice has going for it, is its attractive colour." »Jonar Nader
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"Like a beautiful flower, full of colour but without scent, are the fine but fruitless words of him who does not act accordingly." »The Dhammapada
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"constancy in love is a perpetual inconstancy, in which the heart attaches itself successively to each of the lover's qualities, giving preference now to one, now to another." »La Rochefoucauld
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"A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanging, it is the skin of a living thought and may vary greatly in colour and content according to the circumstances and time in which it is used." »Oliver Wendell Holmes
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"The lake no longer water holds? Off fly the fowls, the lilies stay: If friends are friends when wealth is gone, The lily?s constancy they share." »Hindu Poetess
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"The purpose of life is to pass the frontiers! Attack the frontiers to go beyond them with the determination of a bull attacking the red colour!" »Mehmet Murat ildan
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"One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar." »Oscar Wilde
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"I am years gone from my family and miles away ... but they raid by telephone with jarring suddenness they have the cyclic constancy of a mortgage and they are inevitable and relentless, like the erosion of my remaining youth. Like certain frightening dreams, my family returns." »Jerrold Mundis
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"The fickleness of the women whom I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me." »George Bernard Shaw
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"The fickleness of the women I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me." »George Bernard Shaw
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"He that would build lastingly must lay his foundation low. The proud man, like the early shoots of a new-felled coppice, thrusts out full of sap, green in leaves, and fresh in colour, but bruises and breaks with every wind, is nipped with every little cold, and, being top-heavy, is wholly unfit for use. Whereas the humble man retains it in the root, can abide the winter?s killing blast, the ruffling concussions of the wind, and can endure far more than that which appears so flourishing." »Feltham
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