Berlin Artparasite Quotes & Sayings

But here's an even better truth: God knows you can't make it right. None of it. But He can. The day I took a good look at my sins - my real sins - was the day I discovered 1 John 1:9. 'But if we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all wickedness. — Susan May Warren

The rain's been racing earthwards as if with some religious or political fanaticism. The clouds have the look of dark internal bleeding. Surely you lot look up from Cosmo while this sort of thing's going on? Surely you take a Playstation break? — Glen Duncan

Precious souls as young as three or four, raised on the misplaced multicultural priorities of Sesame Street," he claims, "are doomed before they even enter the godless morass of the public school system. — Chuck Palahniuk

A confident person - knowing and believing in her identity - carries tools, not weapons. — Amy Cuddy

We are not amused. — Victoria Magazine

You are confronted with abysses of time that are, in a way, unfathomable. You see a painting in charcoal of raindeer and it was left unfinished and somebody else finished it. But through radio carbon dating we know that the next one completed the painting 5,000 years later. You're just blown away by the notion of passage of time. We have no relationship to that kind of depth of time. — Werner Herzog

The United States is the leader of the free world. — Elizabeth Dole

He's light and dark, forgiveness and vengeance, beauty and ugliness. He's all those things. My beautiful savage. — Nina G. Jones

If you write a hundred short stories and they're all bad, that doesn't mean you've failed. You fail only if you stop writing. — Ray Bradbury

Most bereaved souls crave nourishment more tangible than prayers: they want a steak. — M.F.K. Fisher

See, that's what I want more of. A little spunk!'

'Fuck off!' I yell, shocking myself with my vulgar language.

'Ooh, yes, carry on, you filthy-mouthed bitch!'

I gasp and swing around, finding him grinning from ear to ear. 'Wanker.'

'Cow.'

'Tosser.'

He grins some more. 'Dog.'

'Shirt-lifter,' I retort.

'Tart.'

I recoil, horrified. 'I am not a tart! — Jodi Ellen Malpas

Life is an extended camping trip. With a leaky, inferior tent one runs no more risk of rain than anyone else; but if it does rain, the person in the cheap tent chances soaking in his sleeping bag, and possibly dying of hypothermia. — William T. Vollmann

You're ridiculously cute. How did you ever survive? — Priya Kanaparti