Amalkite Quotes & Sayings

An erring colleague is not an Amalkite to be smitten hip and thigh. — R. H. Tawney

That morning, while Mom had fought with Grandpa, Aunt Sel had asked me to bring her a glass of wine - it was nine in the morning - and when I'd delivered it she'd handed me a ten dollar bill and said, I dislike children, but I do appreciate decent service. — Daryl Gregory

In John 3:16, Jesus teaches us that the God who exists loves. Let that sink in. The God who absolutely is. Loves. He loves. Of all the things you might say about God, be sure to say this: he loves. — John Piper

The future of peace and prosperity that we seek for all the world's peoples needs a foundation of tolerance, security, equality and justice. — Kofi Annan

The mode of ascertaining the proper meaning, and the mode of making known the meaning when it is ascertained. — Augustine Of Hippo

A stab had clearly once been made at de-uglifying these public spaces by painting a corridor a jaunty yellow. This was because, it turned out, babies come here to have their brains tested and someone thought the yellow might calm them. But I couldn't see how. Such was the oppressive ugliness of this building it would have been like sticking a red nose on a cadaver and calling it Ronald McDonald. — Jon Ronson

Riding that ridge between reason and recklessness, stillness and speed, is the first, maybe the most important, thing I learned about motorcycles. — Lily Brooks-Dalton

I'm a Republican, but I find Nancy Pelosi very attractive. — Christopher Buckley

It's so easy for propaganda to work, and dissent to be mocked. — Harold Pinter

We all live best in our imaginations. — Brad Meltzer

Leave it as it is. You can not improve on it. You can only mar it. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it. What you can do is keep it for your children, your children's children and for all who come after you. — Theodore Roosevelt

Hillary Clinton wanted to hide what she was doing so that there was no trail — Dennis Prager

You're Shane, right?'
He inched away from her and managed a quick nod as he twisted the rag he held in his fingers.
'Heidi sad you were willing to teach me how to ride.' Her expression shifted from entertained to confused, as if she was wondering why no one had mentioned he was a can or two shy of a six-pack.
'A horse,' he clarified, then wanted to kick himself. What else but a horse? Did he think she was here to learn to ride his mother's elephant?
One corner of Annabelle's perfect, full mouth twitched. 'A horse would be good. You seem to have several.'
He wanted to remind himself that he was usually fine around women. Smooth even. He was intelligent, funny and could, on occasion, be charming. Just not now, with his blood pumping and his brain doing nothing more than shouting "it's her, it's her" over and over again.
Chemistry, he thought grimly. It could turn the smartest man into a drooling idiot. Here he was, proving the theory true. — Susan Mallery

She couldn't decide if he was a bit mad or if the world moved too slowly for him. Perhaps a little of both. — Andrew Mayne

I grew up in Canada, man - we all had rinks in our backyards because we'd ice down the grass with a hose and build a skating rink. — Tatiana Maslany

You made my world stand still, and in that stillness, there was a freedom I never felt before. — Sarah McLachlan