A Quote by Bruce Springsteen

It's hard to be a saint in the city. — © Bruce Springsteen
It's hard to be a saint in the city.
A saint is one to be for two when three and you make five and two and cover. A at most. Saint saint a saint.
I wish people wouldn't think of me as a saint - unless they agree with the definition of a saint that a saint's a sinner who goes on trying.
Whenever anybody called Nelson Mandela a saint, he would say: "If by saint you mean a sinner who is trying to be better, then I'm a saint."
To defend his purity, Saint Francis of Assisi rolled in the snow, Saint Benedict threw himself into a thorn bush, and Saint Bernard plunged into an icy pond... You - what have you done?
A saint is Christ's bride, totally attached, faithful, dependent. A saint is also totally independent, detached from idols and from other husbands... A saint is higher than anyone else in the world. A saint is the real mountain climber. A saint is also lower than anyone else in the world. As with water, he flows to the lowest places - like Calcutta.
You cannot be half a saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all.
He was a patient man, a kind man, a man who cared about animals and human beings, all qualities not to be devalued, but James Herriot was not a saint. I tried so hard to play against some of the scripts that implied that he was a saint, but I don't think I was always altogether successful.
A saint is a person who gives of themself without asking for anything in return. That's how simple it is to be a saint. Try it! Try being a saint
A saint is a person who gives of themself without asking for anything in return. That's how simple it is to be a saint. Try it! Try being a saint.
You cannot make a sinner into a saint by killing him. He who does not live as a saint here will never live as a saint hereafter.
When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quacking saint." -Della
I was born in Saint Boniface, which is a small city right next to Winnipeg, nominally French speaking.
I am not really sure that Diana Vreeland did Yves Saint Laurent a favor, as opposed to the world, by putting that exhibition at the Met in 1983. Because I'm sure that Saint Laurent started looking back at his own work. You see that with artists, don't you? Once they get their first retrospective, it's really hard for them to push ahead.
A saint is never consciously a saint- a saint is consciously dependent on God.
New York is just New York. It's a hard city, it's a hard city to live in. It's a desperate city. It's filled with scam artists and people who are always looking for a way in and a way out and the majority of people have to really negotiate their way through that jungle to get to the other side; the other side being a place of tranquility and peace and home and safety.
I want to go to a club like Real Madrid, Barcelona, Chelsea, Manchester City, Paris Saint-Germain, or Bayern Munich.
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