Ccg Tokyo Quotes & Sayings

Failure doesn't mean anyone did anything bad. Sometimes people fail even when they only do good things. Or they do what they think is good. Only with hindsight can anyone understand the failures they experience. — Miyuki Miyabe

I would rather be destroyed by you than loved by anyone else. — C.J. Carlyon

We all like people who do things, even if we only see their faces on cigar-box lids. — Willa Cather

The colors of the underwater rock [are] as pale and delicate as those in the wardrobe of an 18th-century marchioness. — William Manchester

Shame lives in the community, though the community can feel like a courtroom. It says, "You don't belong - you are unacceptable, unclean, and disgraced" because "You are wrong, you have sinned" (guilt), or "Wrong has been done to you" or "You are associated with those who are disgraced or outcast." The shamed person feels worthless, expects rejection, and needs cleansing, fellowship, love, and acceptance. — Edward T. Welch

But if there must be an end, let it be loud. Let it be bloody. Better to burn than to wither away in the dark. — Mike Mignola

Nothing in fiction is so fantastic as is this truth of the Incarnation. — J.I. Packer

There must be in prudence also some master virtue. — Aristotle.

That the arts are corrupt does not mean that Christians can abandon them. On the contrary, the corruption of the arts means that Christians dare not abandon them any longer. — Gene Veith

If you're purely after facts, please buy yourself the phone directory of Manhattan. It has four million times correct facts. But it doesn't illuminate. — Werner Herzog

Discrimination is alive and soaring. — Jonathan Kozol

If the way of heaven be narrow, it is not long; and if the gate be straight, it opens into endless life. — William Beveridge

A persistent rumor has circulates in the USA: There are two intelligent races living on the surface of planet Earth: the standard people and the hungarians. — Isaac Asimov

I tried to whip some feelings up but the inside of my chest was as hollow as an empty rubbish bin; totally, absolutely dried up, with my poor, tiny heart lying at the bottom like a crushed coke can. — Deborah Kay Davies