Alexopoulos Bruxelles Quotes & Sayings

Repentance is a sweet solace to conscience as well as the most complete atonement to the Supreme Judge of our offenses; notwithstanding, the tongue of malevolence and scurrility may be continually preparing its most poisonous ingredients for the punishment of a crime, which has already received more than half a pardon. — Deborah Sampson

Privatizing Social Security will take dollars out of young folks' pockets. — Max Baucus

The thing that surprised me and really puzzled me is that the job is really fun. Yahoo is a really fun place to work. — Marissa Mayer

Women in India experience much worse suffering, humiliation and slavery in all spheres than even the untouchables. — Periyar E.V. Ramasamy

'Ted' made me nearly cry. It's kind of like 'Marley and Me.' — Niall Horan

IMAGINE YOU ARE Siri Keeton. You wake in an agony of resurrection, gasping after a record-shattering bout of sleep apnea spanning one hundred forty days. You can feel your blood, syrupy with dobutamine and leuenkephalin, forcing its way through arteries shriveled by months on standby. The body inflates in painful increments: blood vessels dilate, flesh peels apart from flesh, ribs crack in your ears with sudden unaccustomed flexion. Your joints have seized up through disuse. You're a stick man, frozen in some perverse rigor vitae. You'd scream if you had the breath. — Peter Watts

Everytime you feed the flesh, you strenghten it. This is good if you are trying to build a good habit, but detrimental if you are trying to stop a bad habit. The way to "kill the flesh" is to starve it; to stop feeding it. — Joyce Meyer

I've never understood it. That is always the first thing someone asks: Where are you from. Not 'What do you like?' or 'What do you believe?' or even 'What is your mother like?' which all have more bearing on the person I am. And if I don't tell them where I'm from, they try to guess ... It drives them mad, as if to know me they need to know where I am from. — Meljean Brook

Oh. Oberon looked at me. I know that has to make you sad. But call to me instead, Atticus. I'll always answer. Your fly has been open all this time, by the way, and Granuaile hasn't said a thing.
Thanks, buddy, I said silently as I tried to surreptitiously zip up my jeans.
See? I got your back AND your front. I deserve a treat. — Kevin Hearne