Cansada Quotes & Sayings

I used to sleep nude - until the earthquake. — Alyssa Milano

I find the idea quite intolerable that an electron exposed to radiation should choose of its own free will not only its moment to jump off but its direction. In that case I would rather be a cobbler, or even an employee in a gaming house, than a physicist. — Albert Einstein

Without any kind of real ego on my part, I just thought, I'm going to approach the people I admire and see if they want to do something together. — Marc Jacobs

Don't censor your dreams or vision with practicalities and probabilities. — Jack Canfield

I hope I never get so hard up I have to do advertisements. I've gotten ridiculous offers. — Tracey Ullman

I don't think there's a good reason to run unless someone's chasing me. Seriously. — Janet Gurtler

Sometimes she became overwhelmed with the beauty of life and then she could do nothing but shut her eyes and pretend she was already an angel — Kay Foley

The Gulf Stream waters of Woody Guthrie's famous song were strung with columns of oil that were several miles long. — James Lee Burke

At the end of history the whole earth has become the Garden of God again. Death and decay and suffering are gone ... Jesus will make the world our perfect home again. We will no longer be living 'east of Eden,' always wandering and never arriving. We will come, and the father will meet us and embrace us, and we will be brought into the feast. — Timothy Keller

The masses are never militaristic until their minds are poisoned by propaganda. — Albert Einstein

You may spoil the Gospel by substitution. You have only to withdraw from the eyes of the sinner the grand object which the Bible proposes to faith, - Jesus Christ; and to substitute another object in His place, - the Church, the Ministry, the Confessional, Baptism or the Lord's Supper, - and the mischief is done. Substitute anything for Christ, and the Gospel is totally spoiled! Do this, either directly or indirectly, and your religion ceases to be Evangelical. — J.C. Ryle

But when I call for a hero, out comes my lazy old self; so I never know who I am, nor how many I am or will be. I'd love to be able to touch a bell and summon the real me, because if I really need myself, I mustn't disappear. — Pablo Neruda