Carlette Brown Quotes & Sayings

Go forth in confidence and go forth in peace. For there are angels to your left and angels to your right; angels in front of you and angels behind you; angels above you and angels below. You are loved, and you are not alone ... — Marianne Williamson

We are training not isolated men but a living group of men, - nay, a group within a group. And the final product of our training must be neither a psychologist nor a brickmason, but a man. And to make men, we must have ideals, broad, pure, and inspiring ends of living, - not sordid money-getting, not apples of gold. The worker must work for the lory of his handiwork, not simply for pay; the thinker must think for truth, not for fame. And all this is gained only by human strife and longing; by ceaseless training and education; by founding Right on righteousness and Truth on the unhampered search for Truth ... and weaving thus a system, not a distortion, and bringing a birth, not an abortion. — W.E.B. Du Bois

The second ceremony, are the musical instruments, which began to be used in the service of the church, in the time of Pope Vitalian, about the year 600 as Platina relates out of the Pontifical; or as Aimonius rather thinks in book iv. chapter 114, after the year 820, in the time of Lewis the Pious. — Robert Bellarmine

Do I dazzle you? - Edward

Frequently - Bella — Stephenie Meyer

I'm attracted to those kinds of roles that could be good or could be bad, and you just don't know. — Jeremy Renner

Few cultures have not produced the idea that in some past era the world ran better than it does now. — Elizabeth Janeway

Evaluate every act by whether it brings you greater life, or deadens you. — Alan Cohen

I yearned for the woman who could bring me to my knees then raise me up again, making me stronger than before. — Stephanie John

Politics gets me out of bed in the morning It's what really interests me. I'm a competitor, but I also feel like I'm contributing, whether it's working on health-care policy in the White House or out here in Chicago. — Stephanie Cutter

The book, you understand, was not written for publication. It was the portrayal of my emotions, the analysis of my own soul life during three months of my nineteenth year. I wrote then all the time, just as I do now, but, though the book is in diary form, it is not a diary. — Mary MacLane