Apostelgeschichte Quotes & Sayings

There are times when fear is not our enemy. There are times when fear is our truest, sometimes only, friend. — Rick Yancey

No death, no death,' he muttered; 'there is that which never dies-- which abides. It is but the individual that perishes, the whole remains. It is the organism that vanishes, the atoms are there. It is but hte man that dies, the Universal Whole of which he is part reworks him into its inmost self. Ah! What matters that man's day be short?-- that the sunrise sees him, and the sunset sees his grave; that of which he is but the breath has breathed him forth and drawn him back again. That abides-- we abide... Let us die, beloved, you and I, that we may pass on for ever through the Universal Life!' In that deep world of contemplation all fierce desires die out, and peace comes down. He, Waldo, as he walked there, saw no more the world that was about him; cried out no more for the thing that he had lost. — Olive Schreiner

She sat on the dock at the lake and watched the clouds thicken. She wished it would rain hard and long and clear everything away. Rain never came when you asked for it. — Ann Brashares

Either men will learn to live like brothers, or they will die like beasts. — Max Lerner

I am not struggling. What I do, it is what I do. — Vince Gill

The people got daily worse from the cold and the bad water, and they must all have perished if they had not discovered the port about the time they did. — Junipero Serra

With his mouth still tightly fixed to hers, their breaths mingling, he dragged her hand from around his neck and placed her palm just below her navel. Then he covered it with his own. — Arnette Lamb

I never killed a man I didn't have to. — John Wayne

I never believed 9/11, because I had engineering training at GA Tech, and I could tell when a building is being blown up by explosives. Any fool can look at those films and see the buildings aren't falling down, they're blowing up. — Paul Craig Roberts

A poem is something sacred. Let no one Take it for anything except itself. — Jose Marti

There's a sense in all my novels that nothing is certain. — William Boyd