Andrew Dung Lac Quotes & Sayings

You own every piece of me, Cadence Taylor, and if you let me, I'll spend the rest of my life proving to you that you're the only thing left worth fighting for. — Melyssa Winchester

The dreams she had been having were mixing with reality to the extent that she could no longer be certain what was real and what was not. And what was reality? Her life here in this tiny room, within these four walls- was this in fact, her reality? Or was this nothing but a relentless nightmare, one that she would never wake from? — D.R. Ryan

My lord," she whispered, "have you gone mad?"
"Yes. Yes. — Lisa Kleypas

You only know there is love and
you feel beloved when you share,
when you're gasping for air.
You only know you are living
and every moment you were longing for air. — Debasish Mridha

,iSince the Holy Spirit Gifts men and women alike, women should bel allowed to lead in the manner the Holy Spirit gifts them. — Alan Garrett

Rank does not confer privilege or give power. It imposes responsibility. — Peter F. Drucker

The belief in free-will is not in the least incompatible with the belief in Providence, provided you do not restrict the Providence to fulminating nothing but fatal decrees. — William James

I really enjoyed the sort of real crazy, eclectic layering stuff and how it all worked together. I could tell it was some of it was derivative of something. I could tell that certain things were being looped around and I just really enjoyed the way that it all came together. — Eric San

On the morning of what should have been Amelia Ashley's birthday, the river valley that had once housed High Bridge changed for Joshua Mayhew. For the first time in many years, it seemed beautiful to him. For the first time in many years, it was beautiful. — Tara Hudson

In my own terms, I am being punished for what happened ... I am sunk into a state of disgrace from which it will not be easy to lift myself. It is not a punishment I have refused. I do not murmur against it. On the contrary, I am living it out from day to day, trying to accept disgrace as my state of being. Is it enough for God, do you think, that I live in disgrace without term? — J.M. Coetzee

I wait. Now the night flows back, the mighty stillness embraces and includes me; I can see the stars again and the world of starlight. I am twenty miles or more from the nearest fellow human, but instead of loneliness I feel loveliness. Loveliness and a quiet exultation. — Edward Abbey