872 Benjamin Quotes & Sayings

Those were the ideals that drove us to nationalization of the health service. — Barbara Castle

The city an epitome of the social world. All the belts of civilization intersect along its avenues. It contains the products of every moral zone. It is cosmopolitan, not only in a national, but a spiritual sense. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

Motherhood has helped me to stop overanalyzing things. It's been liberating because I used to be somewhat neurotic. I attribute that to having something bigger than myself. — Idina Menzel

You have to understand when it hurt to love her, it hurt the way the light hurts your eyes in the middle of the night, but I had to see. — Andrea Gibson

And to know that joy - not just happiness, but true joy - comes when we give up our own agenda and let God work through us. Then we can begin to see the bigger picture, the eternal picture, rather than just the tiny brush stroke of our own lives. — Laura Sobiech

If we are pack, then conquest is our sustenance, sister.
He plunged his hand into the coywolv's frame. With a wet tearing, the heart came out, glistening and full of blood, veins and arteries torn. The muscle of life. Tool held it out to her. "Our enemies give us strength." Blood ran from his fist. Mahlia saw the challenge in the half-man's eye.
She limped over to the battle-scarred monster and held out her hand. The heart was surprisingly heavy as Tool poured it into her palm. She lifted the muscle to her lips and bit deep.
Blood ran down her chin. — Paolo Bacigalupi

I think even when I was little there was signs that I was an artist. I've always been an artist. — Condola Rashad

Decision is a sharp knife that cuts clean and straight; indecision, a dull one that hacks and tears and leaves ragged edges behind it. — Gordon Graham

I thought it would be the way I'd feel if I ever visited Europe. I'd come home, and if I looked closely into the mirror I'd be able to make out a little white Alp at the back of my eye. Now I thought that if I looked closely into the mirror I'd see a doll-size Constantin sitting in my eye and smiling out at me — Sylvia Plath