Bahsetme Quotes & Sayings

They stopped and bowed their heads close together as the revelers ate and danced and celebrated around the glow of the fire. Darkness was falling over Lilyvale, the pink horizon a glorious and unusual marvel.
Lily and James hardly noticed, lost as they were in the preciousness of the moment. "Lily mine," James whispered. "We're finally home. — Annabel Joseph

I invite you to consider anew what you know and what you have; what you are here for and where you are going; and how you are going to do what you have come here to do. p 13 — Sheri Dew

Many self-employed people provide services that are nonessential. So whether you get your hair done less or your hair cut less, or your nails done less, as a writer and a speaker I was very clear that corporations weren't being as open and as generous and I wasn't getting the kind of work that I usually got. — Iyanla Vanzant

Everything that happened in '92 was more than I had dreamed of ... winning the U.S. title for the first time and then doing so well at the Olympics ... It seemed to wrap things up so perfectly. I couldn't help thinking, 'How could I top that?' — Kristi Yamaguchi

Judging the actions of the many by those of the one is both human and dangerous. — Sherwood Smith

Unity in things Necessary, Liberty in things Unnecessary, and Charity in all. — Richard Baxter

You can't really come into a concept record objectively, because you immediately associate it with Yes, stuff from the 1970s that punk rock kicked against, the pretentiousness. — Colin Meloy

Man, a gigantic child, must play with Babylon and Nineveh, with Isis and with Ashtaroth. By all means let him dream of the Bondage of Egypt, so long as he is free from it. By all means let him take up the Burden of Tyre, so long as he can take it lightly. But the old gods must be his dolls, not his idols. His central sanctities, his true possessions, should be Christian and simple. And just as a child would cherish most a wooden horse or a sword that is a mere cross of wood, so man, the great child, must cherish most the old plain things of poetry and piety; that horse of wood that was the epic end of Ilium, or that cross of wood that redeemed and conquered the world. — G.K. Chesterton

She's alone, Inserted so deep in her blankets; I'm going to need a map to find her. — Tanya Watt