Acoustic Night Quotes & Sayings

As recently as 1950, the Scottish pathologist John Glaister included in his text the tale of a man "who was apprehended after having been seen to have unnatural intercourse with a duck," leaving us to wonder precisely what natural intercourse with a duck would involve. — E.J. Wagner

The Blood deals with what we have done, whereas the Cross deals with what we are. The Blood disposes of our sins, while the Cross strikes at the root of our capacity for sin. — Watchman Nee

That's why it doesn't matter to proponents of the "disruptive innovation" framework that Khan Academy or MOOCs suck, for example. — Audrey Watters

There is a purpose to everything. We must simply learn to allow it to happen. — Stan I.S. Law

Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs. — George Eliot

Funny how things like that can change when you're in these kind of situations. Kash usually drove me crazy. He was so stubborn, and such a smart-ass, but I missed those annoying traits so much. I missed the way our personalities clashed and resulted in us fighting; I would give anything to fight with Kash again. The thought of having children with him used to terrify me, and now I was afraid I'd never get to have that opportunity. And I hated the nickname Sour Patch so damn much, but I would never complain about it again if it meant hearing Kash's voice. — Molly McAdams

The First Amendment has erected a wall between church and state. That wall must be kept high and impregnable. We could not approve the slightest breach. [Progressive] — Hugo Black

If you care, do something. If you don't care, please stay out of the way of those who do. — Simon Sinek

Margaret opened the door and went in with the straight, fearless, dignified presence habitual to her. She felt no awkwardness; she had too much of society for that. Here was a person come on business to her father; and, as she was one who had shown himself obliging, she was disposed to treat him with full measure of civility. Mr. Thornton was a good deal more surprised and discomfited than she. Instead of a quiet, middle-aged clergyman, a young lady came forward with frank dignity,-a young lady of a different type to most of those he was in the habit of seeing. ( ... ) He had heard that Mr. Hale had a daughter, but he had imagined that she was a little girl. — Elizabeth Gaskell

Sight. He was trying to speak to her. She leaned in — Chanda Hahn

Remind me to never visit the Arctic Ocean during winter again, — S.M. Reine

There was a time when I believed there was loss that could not be defined, that language had not caught up to death's enormity. — Jacqueline Woodson