Bellegarde En Quotes & Sayings

If you can't trust anyone, then you can trust no one. — Rick Yancey

My mic is a Magnum.
See me and this chick, we go back like Cro-Magnon.
Man ... we did it in the back of your Magnum;
I said, 'Put them Lifestyles back, give me the Magnums.' — Pharoahe Monch

Only because the message concerning Jesus Christ must still go forth and find believers, and because our task is not yet perfected, does God in His patience continue to sustain us with His good gifts. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Eyes, golden-brown curls and crimson cheeks. She laughed too much to please her father's congregation and had shocked old Mrs. Taylor, the disconsolate spouse of several departed husbands, by saucily declaring - in the church-porch at that - "The world ISN'T a vale of tears, Mrs. Taylor. It's a world of laughter." Little dreamy Una was not given to laughter. Her braids of straight, dead-black hair betrayed no lawless kinks, and her almond-shaped, dark-blue eyes had something wistful and sorrowful in them. Her mouth had a trick of falling open over her tiny white teeth, and a shy, meditative smile occasionally crept over her small face. She was much more sensitive to public opinion than Faith, and had an uneasy consciousness that there was something askew in their way of living. She longed to put it right, but did not know how. Now and then she dusted the furniture - but it was so seldom she could find the duster because it was never in the same place twice. And when — L.M. Montgomery

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful. — Scott Westerfeld

I trained my spirit in method. — Milarepa

Independence has been key to the success and sustained growth of electronic music over the past 25 years. — Richie Hawtin

Love! Hate! Is there no third? — Franz Grillparzer

Death watched me, amusement once again lifting to his dark eyes. Unlike me with my bedraggled clothes and knotted hair, he looked good in the morning light streaming into my apartment. Okay, actually, he looked exactly the same as when I'd first seen him when I was five years old, but recently I'd come to appreciate the way his black T-shirt pulled tight over the expanse of his shoulders and his faded jeans hugged his ass. Not that I was looking, of course. I mean, he was Death. — Kalayna Price

Others indeed may talk, and write, and fight about liberty, and make an outward pretence to it; but the free-thinker alone is truly free. — George Berkeley

There's always more to a story than a body can see from the fenceline. — Barbara Kingsolver

skidded the elegant white speedboat skilfully through the — Carol Drinkwater

God is merciful to people who have not measured up; merciful to people who have turned from God toward their own desires; merciful to people whom he created to glorify him but who found the god of perfection more alluring than the perfect God. — Amy Baker