Acrasia Wizards Quotes & Sayings

How did pretty little Anna go from Westchester suburb brat to New York hooker? Now that's a story. — Stacey Trombley

If you assign ten new believers the task of studying the Bible to find God's heart for this generation, not one of them would conclude that spiritual gifts are not for today. You have to be taught that stuff! — Bill Johnson

To repent means to realize that the kind of life we are living is wrong and that we must adopt a completely new set of values. To that end, it involves two things. It involves sorrow for what we have been and it involves the resolve that by the grace of God we will be changed. — William Barclay

It wasn't her bother that she'd needed to make herself whole again; it was Peter. And now that she knew, now that she finally realized it
in the same manner she came to realize most things: gradually, stubbornly, and then all at once
it was like she'd always known it, like there was never any other way it could have been. — Jennifer E. Smith

Forgiveness happens when you know that the other is not responsible. — Sri Amma Bhagwan.

For they was never a young man yet who don't want to go out and right a wrong, or kill a man, or have to do something to earn his right to what is there for the taking, all along. Only he don't think he can ask, nor take, without earning it. Without no pain. Oftener than not, a young man's a regular fool. — Lee Smith

Sing a song, read a poem, paint a picture, hear the music ... Rise up and touch the stars — Susan Polis Schutz

Soup's here," Judd finally said after we watched each other for a few minutes.
As I sipped the broth, Judd pretended to ignore me. I knew he wasn't really watching television. His face was too perfectly stoic like he was working hard to make himself seem cold.
"Do you want the rest?" I asked.
Judd frowned at me. "If I wanted soup, I'd have ordered myself some. I'm not a dog begging for scraps."
Scowling at his ridiculous anger, I shrugged. "I don't want to waste the rest. Can we put it in the mini fridge and I'll eat it in the morning?"
Judd's frown eased. "Fuck it. I'll eat it."
"No, it's mine," I said, standing up. "I offered and you got grumpy. Now, you can't have it."
"I'll just eat it after you go to sleep."
"I respect your honesty," I said, setting the bowl into the little fridge next to the expensive treats. "It's a rare quality in a thief."
Judd grinned. — Bijou Hunter