Birthday Statistic Quotes & Sayings

You cannot pray for an A on a test and study for a B. You cannot pray for a celestial marriage and live a telestial life. You cannot pray for something and act less. — Tad R. Callister

He had come abroad to enjoy the Flemish painters and all others; but what fair-tressed saint of Van Eyck or Memling was so interesting a figure as Madame de Mauves? — Henry James

Be lucky, Xander, and be brave. You will find that bravery and luck are often bedfellows. — David Gemmell

You are not a singular self. You are a corporation. Inside you is eternity. A human being is not so simple. — Frederick Lenz

she wore a fitted red minidress with aspirations to be a bikini. — Ella Summers

Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself
Upon thy wicked dam — William Shakespeare

Awareness of your weakness and confusion makes you strong because conscious awareness is the bright light that destroys the darkness of negativity. Detection of inner negativity is not a negative act, but a courageously positive act that makes you a new person. — Vernon Howard

I think that humanity is at an all-time low in how we value life, especially among young Black people. We just don't really value each other's lives . — Michael B. Jordan

A mobile is an abstract sculpture made chiefly out of sheet metal, steel rods, wire and wood. Some or all of these elements move, propelled by electric motors, wind, water or by hand. — Alexander Calder

Not everyone is cut out to have kids, and a lot of people who do shouldn't have, — Phoebe Alexander

He could have watched her all night. He could watch her for an eternity and still never be able to capture the essence of what it is that makes 'love'. — Dianna Hardy

So farwel Hope, and with Hope farwel Fear, Farwel Remorse: all Good to me is lost; Evil be thou my Good; by thee at least Divided Empire with Heav'ns King I hold By thee, and more then half perhaps will reigne; As Man ere long, and this new World shall know. Thus — John Milton

If you are not honest to yourself, who else would. — Jhinang

Mummy dying with it; Christ dying with it, nailed hand and foot; hanging over the bed in the night-nursery; hanging year after year in the dark little study at Farm Street with the shining oilcloth; hanging in the dark church where only the old charwoman raises the dust and one candle burns; hanging at noon, high among the crowds and the soldiers; no comfort except a sponge of vinegar and the kind words of a thief; hanging for ever; never the cool sepulchre and the grave clothes spread on the stone slab, never the oil and spices in the dark cave; always the midday sun and the dice clicking for the seamless coat. — Evelyn Waugh