Beakon Hill Quotes & Sayings

All of us must come to an honest, open self-examination, an awareness within as to who and what we want to be. — M. Russell Ballard

It's not the principles that kill you in the end. It's the books. — Michael Swanwick

The truly courageous do not run when facing danger; they roar. — Matshona Dhliwayo

A man in his own secret meditation / Is lost amid the labyrinth that he has made / In art or politics. — William Butler Yeats

Young women are now looking at me for cues. That's definitely been a responsibility. But I feel like I was ready to take on something like this because I wanted to be challenged and I wanted to be afraid, and that's definitely what it's done for me. — Tatiana Maslany

The defining element of hell was eternal conscious suffering. Here — Ken MacLeod

Mind is memory, not intelligence. — Rajneesh

My politics are: I'm a trustbuster. Very focused. And yeah, I'm pro-efficiency. I want the most economic activity at the lowest price possible. It's good for everybody; it's not red or blue. — Travis Kalanick

Kyle, I was so afraid." Cole lifted his head from the comfort of her bosom to see her face again.
She smoothed back his wild, knotted hair. "It's you. It's you. It's you."
A crowd in the doorway interrupted their loving revelation. Nurse Susan stormed into the room.
Cole ignored them all and kissed Kyle's sleepy lips. "I love you, Kyle. Thank you for being alive. They didn't hurt you, did they?"
Kyle sighed. "They hurt me so much when they took you, Cole. That's the worst pain on earth. The worst." Kyle kissed his forehead and ran her hands over his back. "I'm your shadow. I love you too. — Debra Anastasia

To see God everywhere is to see Him nowhere. — Cormac McCarthy

As soon as you wink, you close your eyes to reality. — Ljupka Cvetanova

Don't worry about Yemen. Yemen started in peace, and it will end its revolution in peace, and it will start its new civil state with peace. — Tawakkol Karman

My path is about Joy. — Esther Hicks

Which left Aeduan, as always, on the edge of a scene, watching while the world unfolded without him beneath a darkening sky. — Susan Dennard

Where's your warrant?" asked McGinty. "By Gar! a man might as well live in Russia as in Vermissa while folk like you are running the police. It's a capitalist outrage, and you'll hear more of it, I reckon. — Arthur Conan Doyle