Abrazarte Is Quotes & Sayings

A man would rather break his donkeys back than give it the carrot it requires to progress. — R.P. Falconer

Just as a mother finds pleasure in taking her little child on her lap, there to feed and caress him, in like manner our loving God shows His fondness for His beloved souls who have given themselves entirely to Him and have placed all their hope in His goodness. — Alphonsus Liguori

For a Jewish guy, I've recorded a lot of Christmas albums. — Barry Manilow

The earth is like a beautiful bride who needs no manmade jewels to heighten her loveliness ... — Khalil Gibran

Most of man's finest heroism is merely disguised necessity. — William Hurrell Mallock

Golf made me feel like a loser. So I dismissed it. — Mariska Hargitay

East, to the dawn, or west or south or north! Loose rein upon the neck of-and forth! — Richard Hovey

What men call adventures usually consist of the stoical endurance of appalling daily misery. — Louise Erdrich

The best way to keep your friends is not to give them away. — Wilson Mizner

Neil Young played Helpless, and by the time he finished, we were asking him if we could join his band — David Crosby

Gordon Brown promised to abolish boom and bust. He has kept half his promise. — William Hague

Yet how much slack do you give to what you believe is a lie, even a lie that holds steady the social order and braces up everything you have become accustomed to your most cherished image of yourself, your country, your loved ones, and the value you place on your work, your hobbies, your possessions, your "way of life"?

How much slack do you give to what you believe to be a lie before you say you have had it with lies, before you forsake everything to live with what you really think and feel about the way things are? How much slack? Answer: all the slack in the world. — Thomas Ligotti

Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you'll credit it, sir, out of doors he — Frances Hodgson Burnett

Paige lay on the examining table in Doc's clinic and Preacher held her hand in both of his. "I let you down," he was saying, so softly Mel barely heard. "No," she whispered. "No." "Paige, were you afraid I was going to hurt him?" Her eyes shifted away from his face and he brushed a soft hand against the hair at her temples. "Paige, I could've hit him - but I don't lose control. Paige," he said, putting a finger and thumb on her chin, turning her eyes back to his face. "Paige, I don't lose control. Okay?" She nodded weakly. — Robyn Carr

I love the way my life has fallen into place. — Joan Rivers