Chirantha Samitha Quotes & Sayings

If God in all of His infinite power and love were real to us, the opinions of men, either for or against us, and the honor or dishonor they may bestow would shrink into nothingness in comparison. — Dave Hunt

Why me?" I hear his answer in my head before he says it.
"Don't know, honey. But there's a reason for everything." Dad pats my hand. "We'll just have to wait patiently to see what it is."
As i do every time he says that or something like this, I bite back what I'd say if I could reply honestly. I don't believe there's a reason for everything, and having faith doesn't mean I'm blind. I believe people make poor choices. I believed bad things happen to good people. I believe there's evil in the world that I will never understand, but will never stop fighting. If I believe for two seconds that there was a reason behind some of the awful things that occur in this life, I wouldn't be able to stand it. — Tammara Webber

You can find the intangibles of being a quarterback in almost every profession in the world. There's nothing like it. — Brady Quinn

I hadn't endured being the butt of a joke in a long time, — Tijan

The secret of mastering creativity in any field is knowing how to work with metaphor without getting caught in language ... — Martha N. Beck

He again fully and sincerely loved mankind. — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

When you no longer have an enemy you find it in the mirror. — Heiner Muller

Elections are held to delude the populace into believing that they are participating in government. — Gerald F. Lieberman

Coldtown was dangerous. Tana knew. A glamorous cage, a prison for the damned and anyone who wanted to party with them. — Holly Black

Paul was blandness itself, just tinged with pink. — Alan Hollinghurst

The colonel dwelt in a vortex of specialists who were still specializing in trying to determine what was troubling him. They hurled lights in his eyes to see if he could see, rammed needles into nerves to hear if he could feel. There was a urologist for his urine, a lymphologist for his lymph, an endocrinologist for his endocrines, a psychologist for his psyche, a dermatologist for his derma; there was a pathologist for his pathos, a cystologist for his cysts, and a bald and pendantic cetologist from the zoology department at Harvard who had been shanghaied ruthlessly into the Medical Corps by a faulty anode in an I.B.M. machine and spent his sessions with the dying colonel trying to discuss Moby Dick with him. — Joseph Heller