Banstead Builders Quotes & Sayings

William Nelson Cromwell. Whether Beers went to the United — John Taliaferro

Prosperity is a great mercy, but adversity is a greater one, if it brings us to Christ. — J.C. Ryle

I dabble in hip-hop, but my knowledge is so minimal, it's not even worth talking about. — Jack Tatum

Briony scared?" said Eldric. "I've never seen anyone less scared in my life. She has nerves of iron. — Franny Billingsley

I had absolutely no idea that all this time he'd been flirting with me. — Elizabeth Eulberg

Beware the gods and their horrors. — Kevin Emerson

There have existed,
in every age and every country,
two distinct orders of men
the lovers of freedom and
the devoted advocates of power. — Robert Y. Hayne

Displaced Person's Song

If you see a train this evening,
Far away, against the sky,
Lie down in your woolen blanket,
Sleep and let the train go by.

Trains have called us, every midnight,
From a thousand miles away,
Trains that pass through empty cities,
Trains that have no place to stay.

No one drives the locomotive,
No one tends the staring light,
Trains have never needed riders,
Trains belong to bitter night.

Railway stations stand deserted,
Rights-of-way lie clear and cold,
What we left them, trains inherit,
Trains go on, and we grow old.

Let them cry like cheated lovers,
Let their cries find only wind,
Trains are meant for night and ruin,
And we are meant for song and sin. — Thomas Pynchon

Sooo, I'm tired of people thinking I'm a freak. I know you can't relate to that but -"
"Get over it already, will ya?" Candace stood. "You're not Smellody anymore. You're pretty. You can get hot guys now. Tanned ones with good vision. Not geeky hose jousters." She shut the window. "Don't you ever want to use your lips as something other than veneer protectors?"
Melody felt a familiar pinch behind her eyes. Her throat dried. Her eyes burned. And then they came. Like salty little paratroopers, tears descended en masse. She hated Candace thought she had never made out with a boy. But how could she convince a seventeen-year-old with more dates than a fruitcake that Randy the Starbucks cashier (aka Scarbucks, because of his acne scars) was a great kisser? She couldn't. — Lisi Harrison

Logic is one thing and commonsense another. — Elbert Hubbard

If life is to be fully human it must serve some end which seems, in some sense, outside human life, some end which is impersonal and above mankind, such as God or truth or beauty. Those who best promote life do not have life for their purpose. They aim rather at what seems like a gradual incarnation, a bringing into our human existence of something eternal, something that appears to imagination to live in a heaven remote from strife and failure and the devouring jaws of Time. — Bertrand Russell