Blayden Langert Quotes & Sayings

I've seen a lot of highs and a lot of lows with this team, and one thing I've learned is that even though you have lows, you're not going to have them forever, so you've got to keep fighting. — Cobi Jones

She'd forgotten the name she'd been given, but it made no difference.
She had only one name now:
Death, devourer of worlds. — Sarah J. Maas

ANYTHING IN THIS UNIVERSE CAN BE A STORY WORTH TELLING, AS LONG AS YOU KNOW HOW TO BEST TELL IT. — Film Crit Hulk!

The female brain is predominantly hard-wired for empathy. The male brain is predominantly hard-wired for understanding and building systems. — Simon Baron-Cohen

I challenge you to show me where the saloon has ever helped business, education, church, morals or anything we hold dear. — Billy Sunday

Fear of the self... of both what we show the world on the outside and that which we know, ourselves, to truly be on the inside, can be a paralyzing notion. — Joe Harris

Ice hockey is a form of disorderly conduct in which the score is kept. — Doug Larson

Cutting to the chase, I don't see Sting in WWE any time soon and especially not in the ring vs. the Undertaker in the Georgia Dome. I do think that Sting would be well served to explore potential marketing opportunities with WWE especially considering that all his 'greatest hits' which were in WCW are now owned by WWE. — Jim Ross

I had a galvanised voice: I could sing through a 105 fever or a flu or a root canal or anything that you could throw at me. — Linda Ronstadt

The womb is like an altar, it's the place where God continually comes into the world and does what only God can do ... create. — Peter Kreeft

Religion needs a baptism of horse sense. — Billy Sunday

Everyone's life is a warfare, and that long and various. — Epictetus

That was totally his fault-Kenji's.. He tried to cross on red.. You ignore the signal, you'll get hurt. every kindergartener knows.. red means stop.
-Slam Dunk — Takehiko Inoue

Maybe if I put gardenias in both ears, or wore flippers over both hands, somebody might take a second look. But that'd be it. They'd put it all behind them after three steps. Their eyes not looking at anything. Nor my eyes. I felt emptied out, a blank. Would I ever again have anything to give to anyone? — Haruki Murakami