Catherine Caine Quotes & Sayings

Acquaint thyself with God, if thou would'st tasteHis works. Admitted once to his embrace,Thou shalt perceive that thou was blind before:Thine eye shall be instructed; and thine heartMade pure shall relish with divine delightTill then unfelt, what hands divine have wrought. — William Cowper

If you don't stop, I'm going to take you right here, in front of God, Jacob, and the seagulls. — Lucy Monroe

Family isn't a matter of history. Or biology," he said softly. "It's a matter of choice. — Courtney Milan

The most attractive characteristic in a person is the story they are telling the world. We stop and stare at stories. — Donald Miller

Death is the mother of forms. — Octavio Paz

Don't claim you're sincere, just be it. — Eva Heller

Obstacles may retard, but they cannot long prevent the progress of a movement sanctioned by its justice and sustained by a virtuous people. — Jefferson Davis

If theirs was a goal of arriving at versions of themselves that they deemed better - perhaps more valuable - than their current selves, then who could blame them? And yet, they were in fact to be blamed. — Chinelo Okparanta

I don't think she can see her husband very often, for he teaches the university students during the day, and works at the telescope at night. I wonder if she hopes for cloudy nights and then feels guilty. — Pippa Goldschmidt

It's today I must be living. — Catherine Marshall

People in office have to become models of correct behaviour. What they say and how they act should be beyond criticism. And when they commit the slightest mistake, they should quit their office on moral grounds without waiting to be proved guilty. Moral values must take centre stage in all walks of life. — D. R. Karthikeyan

I have been accused of never saying no. — William Shatner

You can't have a church town without belief and you can't have belief without intolerance. — Howard Jacobson

What is this love that more than all the cursed deadly or any other of its great movers so moves the soul and soul what is this soul that more than by any of its great movers is by love so moved? — Samuel Beckett