Chilean Miners Rescue Quotes & Sayings

How are you, it wasn't a courtesy, it was an existential question. — Gillian Flynn

Markets are lethal, if only because of ignoring externalities, the impacts of their transactions on the environment. — Noam Chomsky

It is the unknown that excites the ardor of scholars, who, in the known alone, would shrivel up with boredom. — Wallace Stevens

The greatest foe of human is his mighty wisdom. — Chandrashekar

Now here's a good one:
you're lying on your deathbed.
You have one hour to live.
Who is it, exactly, you have needed
all these years to forgive? — Louise Penny

Revenge, the attribute of gods! They stamped it with their great image on our natures. — Thomas Otway

I'm not interesting enough on my own that you'd want to see a film about me. — Albert Brooks

We should seek after spiritual gifts. They can lead us to God. They can shield us from the power of the adversary. They can compensate for our inadequacies and repair our imperfections. — Dallin H. Oaks

XXII. The Sea Still Rises XXIII. Fire Rises XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock — Charles Dickens

Each of us, deep down, believes that the whole world issues from his own precious body, like images projected from a tiny slide onto an earth-sized screen. And then, deeper down, each of us knows he's wrong. — Chad Harbach

There is a God," I said absentmindedly as my sisters spoke of spirituality.

"Oh yeah?" Elizabeth snapped, not rudely, but in disbelief. "How do you know?"

"She told me."

"Huh?" Miaka chimed in.

"The Ocean told me. He's there. He makes the waves and the storms, She just has to be strong enough to hold them. She wouldn't need us if She could bring the storm to the ship. She is the most powerful thing we know of, and yet, She has to yield. Trust me, there is a God."

They stared at me for a while. Probably because that was the most I had said in weeks. Those words comforted me because I was tired of answering to Her, obeying Her, bending to Her. It gave me the deepest comfort I had felt in a while to remember that there was Someone, Something out there who could squash Her. — Kiera Cass

Nostalgia was like a disease, one that crept in and stole the colour from the world and the time you lived in. Made for bitter people. Dangerous people, when they wanted back what never was. — Steven Erikson

Where there is Torah it sustains the world. — Ovadia Yosef