Cobbold Christian Quotes & Sayings

Visit Cape Town and history is never far from your grasp. It lingers in the air, a scent on the breezy, an explanation of circumstance that shaped the Rainbow People. Stroll around the old downtown and it's impossible not to be affected by the trials and tribulations of the struggle. But, in many ways, it is the sense of triumph in the face of such adversity that makes the experience all the more poignant. — Tahir Shah

Fear is the most elegant weapon, your hands are never messy — Jenny Holzer

Pakistan has not recognized Israel ... any such decision would be taken in supreme national interests after due consultation of the parliament. — Shaukat Aziz

When small people start casting big shadows it is time for sunset. — Mayank Chhaya

The sky is raining bricks right into my skull. — Tahereh Mafi

you don't have the luxury of whipping out your dicks and seeing who's bigger — Alanea Alder

Lev had agreed to go with him because he knew the two tilled a need in each other. CyFi was like a preacher with no flock. He couldn't exist without an audience, and Lev needed someone who could fill his head with ideas, to replace the lifetime of ideas that had been taken from him. — Neal Shusterman

In order to possess what you do not possess, you must go by the way of dispossession. — T. S. Eliot

After his sisters were taken away, the Japanese occupying force sent my grandfather to Imperial Schools. My first language is Japanese, he tells me. English far away. Sometimes, right after he told me, I would look at him and wonder what it felt like, to have the print of your enemy all the way inside you, right into the way you shaped your thoughts. — Alexander Chee

A writer, who was a celebrity in Paris, had entered her shop one day. He was not looking for a hat. He asked if she sold luminous flowers that he had heard about, flowers which shone in the dark. He wanted them, he said, for a woman who shone in the dark. He could swear that when he took her to the theatre and she sat back in the dark loges in her evening dress, her skin was as luminous as the finest of sea shells, with a pale pink glow to it. And he wanted these flowers for her to wear in her hair. — Anais Nin