Chowders Recipes Quotes & Sayings

Then he thought of Marland just now, on the edge of the hill, how the newborn sun flamed over her shoulder, having burned through the fog of the night; how the tops of the trees were beneath her feet and the city of Crescent was small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. Her face could change like the sky itself and like the sky never lost its radiance and beauty. Sierra Marland was a facade with no end and yet she had been as genuine and true to him as the heavens were blue. — Luke Taylor

Those who understand spiritual reality make a mark — Sunday Adelaja

Find then hold onto the things that will make your life special. — Steven Redhead

I want to feel that every trip I make has enhanced me as a person. — Stefanie Powers

But sometimes it doesn't matter whether someone is right or wrong. Sometimes you just have to love them when they need you. — Laurel Snyder

Swedish democracy is based on a single premise: the Right to Free Speech (R.F.S.). — Stieg Larsson

The testing process usually happens when we least expect it, thereby catching you off guard and giving you no chance to display anything by your real personality. — Napoleon Hill

She could feel his seed within her. — George R R Martin

I gulped, then stepped over the threshold into the house where I'd lived as a boy. After eighteen long years of wandering, I had finally come home. — Darren Shan

She spent the rest of the way home despising New York: anonymity, in virtuous terror; and the squeaking drainpipe, all-night light, ceaseless footfall, subway corridor, numbered door (3C).
('Master Misery') — Truman Capote

Go; for thy stay, not free, absents thee more. — John Milton

Today's television sitcoms ... the father is typically depicted as a clumsy buffoon, an inane and even unnecessary appendage. In creating that caricature, producers and directors have done irreparable damage to the God-ordained image of what may be one of the most significant roles and offices in eternity - that of a father, that of a real man. — Robert L. Millet