Contemplados Minha Quotes & Sayings

My answer is yes. Whatever the favor is, my answer is always yes. Whenever you need me, I'm there, Kellan . . . I'm always here for you. — S.C. Stephens

As long as man's beliefs, or any part of them, are based on error, he is not completely free, for the chains of error bind his mind. — Bruce R. McConkie

Dillinger is an epicure, serenely removed from such soft and bourgeois considerations as loyalty and disloyalty, and her only anxiety in life is to better herself aesthetically. — The New Yorker

Love your life. Because your life is what you have to give. — Tom Hiddleston

The first thing you learn in boxing is that there are NO guarantees. — Tommy Morrison

Funny how an absence can feel like a presence, like that space practically glows with her outline and make me notice how she's not here. — Joan Steinau Lester

Marriage is a wonderful institution ... but who wants to live in an institution? — Groucho Marx

Something stinks here, and this time, it's not just him. — Triple H

We have to feel the weight of God's severity, because without feeling the weight of his severity, we won't know the weight of his kindness, and we won't be able to worship him and him alone. Worship of him is why we were created. — Matt Chandler

There are so many factors to lead to a child becoming obese. — Lisa Ling

Five common traits of good writers: (1) They have something to say. (2) They read widely and have done so since childhood. (3) They possess what Isaac Asimov calls a "capacity for clear thought," able to go from point to point in an orderly sequence, an A to Z approach. (4) They're geniuses at putting their emotions into words. (5) They possess an insatiable curiosity, constantly asking Why and How. — James J. Kilpatrick

Hallucinations may be a neglected low door in the wall to a scientific understanding of the sacred. — Carl Sagan

All through it, I have known myself to be quite undeserving. And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire- a fire, however, inseparable in its nature from myself, quickening nothing, lighting nothing, doing no service, idly burning away. — Charles Dickens