Chaunsa Quotes & Sayings

The earth is real. Only a fool, milking his cow, denies the cow's reality. — Edward Abbey

You can always test the quality of religious teaching by the enthusiastic reception it receives from unsaved men. If the natural man receives it enthusiastically, it is not of the Spirit of God. Paul says plainly that the natural man cannot know spiritual things. To him, spiritual things are plain foolishness (see 1 Cor. 2:14). — A.W. Tozer

There can be no security where there is fear. — Felix Frankfurter

I know', is a big ghost. 'This is mine', is a huge demonic possession! — Dada Bhagwan

I am really sobered by what's happening to ecosystems around our planet and to the wildlife that is to be found there. — Jeff Corwin

I've heard from writers and musicians and fans that they think I'm underrated. — Rick Springfield

There is always going to be a little bit of me in each character. — Abraham Benrubi

I was invincible, at least that's what I wanted you to think, and I wanted me to think it, too. — John Sweeney

Music is an experience. It's alive. Untamable. You can try to plan it out, pin it down, and bend it to your will, but it can't really be done. — Caisey Quinn

I beg You, O my God, to be my life, my ship, my haven. You have made me ascend the cross of Your Son and I struggle to accept it as best I can. I am sure that I shall never come down from
it. — Pio Of Pietrelcina

God is my desire, Faith is my guardian, and the Love of Christ is my portion forever. For God is Love and without Him I am nothing. — Anya VonderLuft

Melville to Hawthorne: "In your stories, you seem to understand that the dramatic moments come not when a character must choose between right and wrong buy when he must choose between two wrongs. — Mark Beauregard

I cannot recall a more engaging passage in fiction, and I've been trying for almost eighteen seconds. — S.J Perelman

But he could not help it. No one can help it. One is a realist. One has put up with it all ever since childhood; one has had the courage to look it full in the eye, possibly courage enough to look it in the eye all one's life long. Then one day the distances beckon with their floating possibilities, and in one's hands are the admission tickets, two slips of blue paper. One is a realist no longer. One has finished putting up with it all, one no longer has the courage to look it in the eye, one is in the power of beckoning hospitable distances, floating possibilities, perhaps forever afterwards. Perhaps one's life is over. — Halldor Laxness