Collver Winery Quotes & Sayings

I call myself a comic.But I started as an actress. I did plays since I was 5. — Amy Schumer

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit remind us that there is always more of God than we know, always more of God than we can explain, always more of God than we can show. The Trinity says God is not in a box but is bigger, much bigger than we imagine. God is more powerful than we sometimes want to believe or remember, but in remembering there is great comfort. — Thomas R. Steagald

People think genius a fine thing if it enables a man to write an exciting poem, or paint a picture, But in its true sense, that of originality in thought and action, though no one says that it is not a thing to be admired, nearly all, at heart, think that they can do very well without it. Unhappily this is too natural to be wondered at. Originality is the one thing which unoriginal minds cannot feel the use of. They cannot see what it is to do for them: how should they? If they could see what it would do for them, it would not be originality. — John Stuart Mill

You may not say much, Carlos Soto." She reached forward to place her hand over his heart, and he wondered if she could feel that it beat only for her. "But when you do say something, it tends to be the right thing. — Julie Ann Walker

There is no failure in life. It all depends how you take things. If you are desiring too much - you want to reach too high, and you cannot - then there is frustration and failure. But if you are not desiring anything and you are perfectly happy wherever you are, life is moment-to-moment victory. — Rajneesh

Doubt, but still hate! — Pierre Corneille

They may be years ahead of the human race but we've got one thing they haven't -- bloodymindedness! It built this planet." (UFO: Time Lash) — Terence Feely

thank you-for her-for everything." _Edward Cullen — Stephenie Meyer

Elvis Presley's music never meant anything to me. Mambo was the music I loved - it spoke to me. — Arne Glimcher

Craving a physical connection, I slide my finger along the back of Rachel's hand. She's asleep. Has been for a while. Curled in the fetal position in the middle of my bed, Rachel wears the mask of a ravaged person. Somehow, I missed the signs: dark circles under her eyes, the clothes that once fit perfectly now hang, her skin so pale it's translucent. — Katie McGarry