Blotted Def Quotes & Sayings

Cleanse the mirror of your heart, and you will see God. — Neem Karoli Baba

Life in us is like the water in a river. — Henry David Thoreau

He was either a man of about a hundred and fifty who was rather young for his years, or a man of about a hundred and ten who had been aged by trouble. — P.G. Wodehouse

If you can create an environment where people are invited to do their best work and the best ideas always win, then the project itself will win. — Jennifer Carpenter

Christianity is more than history; it is also a system of truths. Every event which its history records, either is a truth, or suggests a truth, or expresses a truth which man needs to assent to or to put into practice. — Noah Porter

Warren Buffett has shown you can be very, very successful without being rapacious, while still being honest, without engaging in constant legal battles. — Guy Spier

If you really love someone,' Claudia continued, 'you have to be prepared to accept them as they are. Maybe you hope that one day they get a wake-up call and make the changes for their own reasons. — Graeme Simsion

The less said about me the better. — William Carey

So let me see if I got everything straight ... This ... means that we are somehow meant to be husband and wife. But if I refuse you, you spend the rest of your life impotent and alone? But I, on the other hand, am free to live my life however I see fit?" He nodded. "It really sucks to be you, doesn't it? — Sherrilyn Kenyon

I think Dexter is a man who ... a part of himself is very much frozen, or arrested in a place that is pre-memory, pre-conscious, pre-verbal. Something very traumatic happened to him, he doesn't know what that is. And I think on some level he wants to know. He denies his humanity, he describes himself as someone who is without feeling, and yet I think that he maybe suspects - in a way that maybe isn't even conscious yet when we first meet him - that he is in fact a human being. — Michael C. Hall

I was unaccustomed to men in general, having spent my adolescence in all-female group homes with only an occasional male therapist or teacher, and I couldn't remember having ever been in such proximity to a man who was both young and handsome. Grant was so different from everything I was used to - from the size of his hands, heavy on the table, to the low, quiet voice that echoed into the silence between us. — Vanessa Diffenbaugh