205432 Quotes & Sayings

The people who related to God best
Abraham, Moses, David, Isaiah, Jeremiah
treated him with startling familiarity. They talked to God as if he were sitting in a chair beside them, as one might talk to a counselor, a boss, a parent, or a lover. They treated him like a person. — Philip Yancey

Cause when it comes to you, darlin', I got no fuckin' sense. You fuckin' pull me in until you're all I can fuckin' see. Suddenly, I can't fuckin' breathe, but I don't care 'cause you, babe, you're you. And I ain't ever met anyone as fuckin' perfect as you. — Madeline Sheehan

I studied voice at Yale with Blake Stern from the music school, and he had me singing German lieder and Italian songs. — Michael Cerveris

If no one remembers you, you never existed. — Lain

Whatever you do, whatever you know, if you seek to become the best in the world at what that is, then no matter what room you put yourself in, with whichever people, from whatever walks of life, with inner confidence and outer humility, you will hold your own. — Derek Handley

The Boy Who Lived. How many people have to die for the Boy Who Lived? — J.K. Rowling

I want to make a revolving door that says 'Pull' on it, just see how obedient people are. — Demetri Martin

Comedy, at least the way I write comedy, is just drama with jokes. — Rob Walton

Do you want me to strip those tiny jeans off your body? Bend you over my knee? You want my palm slapping against your ass till it turns bright pink? Until my fingers slip between your thighs to test how wet you are? — Jana Aston

Stop waiting for Friday, for summer, for someone to fall in love with you, for life, happiness is achieved when you stop waiting for it and make the most of the moment you are in NOW. — Annomynous

A purpose does not just happen, it is cultivated. — Bryant McGill

Why Mr. Dickens, in his biography of that particular moment, preferred to focus on the adventures of the orphan parish child, Oliver Twist, remains a matter of speculation and mystery to all subsequent scribes of those long-departed times: of a London nearly two centuries gone, back when it was a pox-infested, grimy, depressing, fog-bound, class-favoring, sprawling, noxious, odorous, and overall distasteful place in which to live and breathe and sicken and die - as opposed to modern times, wherein the pox has been largely attended to; so that's progress of a sort. — Peter David

It's important to be informed about issues like usability, reliability, security, privacy, and some of the inherent limitations of computers. — Brian Kernighan

Old Azureus's manner of welcoming people was a silent rhapsody. Ecstatically beaming, slowly, tenderly, he would take your hand between his soft palms, hold it thus as if it were a long sought treasure or a sparrow all fluff and heart, in moist silence, peering at you the while with his beaming wrinkles rather than with his eyes, and then, very slowly, the silvery smile would start to dissolve, the tender old hands would gradually release their hold, a blank expression replace the fervent light of his pale fragile face, and he would leave you as if he had made a mistake, as if after all you were not the loved one - the loved one whom, the next moment, he would espy in another corner, and again the smile would dawn, again the hands would enfold the sparrow, again it would all dissolve. — Vladimir Nabokov