Bnos Sarah Quotes & Sayings

Laughter is the representative of Tragedy, when Tragedy is away. — Wyndham Lewis

Good beats upon the damned incessantly as sound waves beat on the ears of the deaf, but they cannot receive it. Their fists are clenched, their teeth are clenched, their eyes fast shut. First they will not, in the end they cannot, open their hands for gifts, or their mouth for food, or their eyes to see. — C.S. Lewis

I don't particularly have a wide social circle. — Scott Rudin

Put out as much as you can. It doesn't do anything sitting on a shelf. — Brian Eno

I do think you have to change with the times in a way that renews your core essence, not abandons it. To change for the sake of change - without an anchor - that is mere faddishness. It will only lead you further astray. — Richard C. Morais

Sympathy is imagining the pain. Empathy is having suffered through it first. — Richelle E. Goodrich

Images detached from every aspect of life merge into a common stream, and the former unity of life is lost forever. Apprehended in a partial way, reality unfolds in a new generality as a pseudo-world apart, solely as an object of contemplation. The tendency toward the specialization of images-of-the-world finds its highest expression in the world of the autonomous image, where deceit deceives itself. The spectacle in its generality is a concrete inversion of life, and, as such the autonomous movement of non-life. — Guy Debord

The real reason for grounding ourselves in the truth that we are made for more is "so that you may know him better." The more we operate in the truth of who we are and the reality that we were made for more, the closer to God we'll become. — Lysa TerKeurst

Cruelty and intolerance to those who do not belong to it are natural to every religion. — Sigmund Freud

If you want revival, get right with God. If you are not prepared to bring the "last piece," for God's sake stop talking about revival, your talking and praying is but the laughing-stock of devils. It is about time we got into the grips of reality. Are we thirsty? — Duncan Campbell