Bke Stock Quotes & Sayings

Spirit, who are you?' Andy demanded. Bobby remained silent, his entire body strained, his lips tightly together, his eyes bulging out. He was taking frantic, short breaths through his nose. His face was crimson. Spirit,' said Andy, 'I command you to tell us who you are in Jesus' name!' Don't you mention that name!' the spirit hissed and then cursed. I will mention that name again and again,' said Hank. You know that name has defeated you. — Frank Peretti

Ever since I started believing in love at first sight, I've been too afraid to close my eyes. — Matshona Dhliwayo

I believe in telling the truth. — Sharmeen Obaid-Chinoy

Everything becomes closer once you realize that the world is only as far away as a nap and a meal. — Feist

If any religion had a chance of ruling over England, nay Europe within the next hundred years, it could be Islam. — George Bernard Shaw

She's floating outside in the maternal holding pattern all women learn after they have children, one that serves them well after grandchildren come along. — Greg Iles

There was a time I stopped talking, just like you. My reasons were a little bit different, but... I think the feelings of being ashamed of myself and hating myself... are the same. Here it says "to like yourself." What does that mean? Good things---how are you supposed to find them? I only know things that I hate about myself. Because that's all I know: I hate myself. Even if your force yourself to find good things... it feels so empty. It doesn't work that way. People like your teacher just don't get it.
I think... when you hear someone say they like you for the first time... then you can begin to like yourself. I think when someone accepts you for the first time... you feel like you can forgive yourself a little. You can begin to face your fears.

~Yuki — Natsuki Takaya

A Classical style ... is the syllogism of art, the only legitimate process from one world to another. Classicism is not the manner of any fixed age or of any fixed country; it is a constant state of the artistic mind. It is a temper of security and satisfaction and patience. — James Joyce

When the house is on fire, do you argue the color of the skin of the man who brings the water? — Jiddu Krishnamurti