We've found 12 quotes for 'egg-shaped' (0.102 seconds):
| "We are shaped by our thoughts. We become what we think." »Buddha |
| "We are shaped and fashioned by what we love." »Johann von Goethe |
| "A hen is only an egg's way of making another egg." »Samuel Butler |
| "The body is shaped, disciplined, honored, and in time, trusted." »Martha Graham |
| "The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it." »Arnold Glasgow |
| "Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix." »Christina Baldwin |
| "A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked." »Bernard Meltzer |
| "Remember, people will judge you by your actions, not your intentions. You may have a heart of gold -- but so does a hard-boiled egg." »Anonymous |
| "It is in your moments of decision that your life is shaped. Develop your decision-making muscles." »Anthony Robbins |
| "History, although sometimes made up of the few acts of the great, is more often shaped by the many acts of the small." »Mark Yost |
| "It's funny, to me, the way people refer to childbirth as a miraculous event. A miracle is something that defies nature. Only, childbirth has got to be the most natural thing in the world. Top three anyway. But, on the other hand, when you think about it, there's really no other word that fits. Sperm. Egg. A coincidental meshing of genetic information that will grow something that could write an opera or cook up some Napalm. It blows my mind." »Barbara Hall |
| "Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, Our bruised arms hung up for monuments, Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun." »William Shakespeare |
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