Batoned Quotes & Sayings

I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know. — Mitch Albom

I cannot choose but adhere to the word of God, which has possession of my conscience; nor can I possibly, nor will I even make any recantation, since it is neither safe nor honest to act contrary to conscience! Here I stand; I cannot do otherwise, so help me God! Amen. — Martin Luther

It always seemed to me that [Henry James] had a kind of rush of words to the head and never stopped to sort them out properly. — Christopher Morley

We might not be able to change our circumstances, but we CAN change our attitude. — Beth Moore

But how will I get out?" And all at once the door was open
and there was Seldon and behind him his mother. "How'd you do that?" I said. "I opened the door," he said. "But how?" He shrugged. "I pushed. I just pushed. It was open all the time." And that was when I began to bawl and Mrs. Wishnow took me in her arms and said, "That's okay. Things like this happen. They can happen to anyone. — Philip Roth

Ignorance is the Mother of Devotion. — Robert A. Burton

We sealed my father's grave on a day of stark contrasts, of black against white, and it was the last time I'd ever find myself in a place of such extremes. Because in the months after the dirt fell on the coffin, my life began to shift to shades of gray, almost like the universe had taken a big stick and stirred up the whole scene at that cemetery, mixing up everything and repainting my world. — Beth Fantaskey

Sign this... and I'll show you — A.J. Hartley

Self-improvement can have temporary results, but lasting transformation occurs only when we honor ourselves as the source of wisdom and compassion. — Pema Chodron

I am the Merlin, bane of the Vale, terror of the four lands. I am chaos and shadows, the last of my people. — Jennifer Silverwood

Always see a fellows weak point in his wife. — James Joyce

Obsessions don't subside. They evolve. — Alex Crimson

The first day of spring, the vernal equinox - the season of renewal when the earth sheds its winter cloak, flowers bloom, and the heart feels as though everything is once again imaginable. The smell of fresh-cut grass, shagging fly balls, and scraping mud from baseball cleats. A brief contemplation and tear for those gone from the field, their easy laugh and nimble sprint no longer gracing the game. — Galen Watson