Bmth Quotes & Sayings

You care for nothing, Eliza." "That, Tomas, is an untruth. I care very deeply for myself and quite possibly a small amount for you. I have not yet decided on that matter. — Mark Tufo

You are what you allow the Lord to make you. — Chris Heimerdinger

The real difference in the believer who follows Christ and has mortified his will and died after the old man in Christ, is that he is more clearly aware than other men of the rebelliousness and perennial pride of the flesh, he is conscious of his sloth and self-indulgence and knows that his arrogance must be eradicated. Hence there is a need for daily self-discipline. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

I felt alienated by the experience and decided to stay away from corporate employment. — Lee Child

And I ran after that voice through the streets so as not to lose sight of the splendid wreath of bodies gliding over the city, and I realized with anguish in my heart that they were flying like birds and I was falling like a stone, that they had wings and I would never have any. — Milan Kundera

Your voice has haunted every inch of my soul since the last time I heard it ... my world had been so dark, void of sound and then I heard you sing again - and it exploded. Everything came crashing down on me that I'd been holding in, and then I was just a mess. But I wasn't suffering in silence anymore. I was suffering from the impenetrable sound of your voice on repeat in my head. — Cassandra Giovanni

I'd be happy if people said that I did a little bit to raise the dignity and recognition of the greatness of African-American music. — Ahmet Ertegun

Maybe that was how I found comfort just then, even with him being so far away. By remembering the flavor of his words. — Clare Vanderpool

Dummy Dum Dum was my nickname for years at school. I was the strange one of the family, the one who couldn't remember his name. — John Lydon

He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull away, he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth once more. "You will come, won't you? Promisse!" he whispered. — Cornelia Funke

God doesn't want us to suffer, he wants us to grow up — C.S. Lewis