We've had Muslims in America since George Washington. And we've had many successful Muslims. We just lost a particular well-known one with Muhammad Ali.
Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people—they always go away, sooner or later. You can’t hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they’ve touched you, if they’re inside you, then they’re still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
I have lost the freedom of not having an opinion.
People say it was the greatest individual rivalry they've ever seen. I agree with that. Let me assure you that if either Wilt's or Russ' coach had ever told one of them he couldn't guard the other guy, he would have lost that player forever.
There must be limits, somewhere, to the human footprint on this earth. When the whole of the world is reduced to nothing but human product, we will have lost the map that can show us how we got here, and can offer our spirits an answer when we ask why. Surely we are capable of declaring sacred some quarters that we dare not enter or possess.
Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother.
I've lost loved ones in my life who never knew how much I loved them. Now I live with the regret that my true feelings for them never were revealed.
Cities collect people, stray and lost and deliberate arrivants.
I'm glad that I lost, I'm glad that I failed, I'm glad that I felt that way and decided to do something about it. I never wanted to feel that way again and it drove me.
In order to find yourself you need to get lost in the forest of life.
If you don't know where you're going, you'll wind up somewhere else. Not all those who wander are lost.
Some of you, your success has messed you up! You've lost your bite! You're not hungry anymore!
We lost so many talented artists and writers from the generations before ours that we're really lacking older figureheads.
It is not easy to recover an art when once lost.
The worst part is doubt. When you doubt yourself, which we are taught to do, you get lost.
I always thought if I photographed anyone or anything enough, I would never lose the person, I would never lose the memory, I would never lose the place. But the pictures show me how much I've lost.
I felt I couldn't lose anything else, but just then I realized I already had: I'd lost the hope that I would ever be loved in just that way again.
Religions get lost as people do.
Yes, very sensible. . . People die of common sense, Dorian, one lost moment at a time. Life is a moment. There is no hereafter. So make it burn always with the hardest flame.