Convservatives Quotes & Sayings

If you are at the edge of a precipice, your every step is vital! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

Love is a question of geography. — Simon Sebag Montefiore

Everyone who wants to do good to the human race always ends in universal bullying. — Aldous Huxley

You wanted to believe that getting older, growing up, would change everything, transform you into the amazing person you were meant to be. But what if it didn't? What if you had to stay you forever? — Jean Thompson

I had a strong desire to become an archer from the very first time I tried it. I forgot my other ambitions. I just wanted to compete in the Olympics. — Im Dong-Hyun

Most people live their life as if their justification depends on their sanctification: if I do and become all that I must do and become, God will love me and accept me. — Tullian Tchividjian

The power we were given to think, is to enable us to live better lives, not fool more people. — Michael Brent Jones

As much as it's awful to learn about all the greedy and selfish decisions that some people make, I know there are many more people who have good intentions. — Jayni Chase

What are you doing, Avery?"
I held up my bottle. "Drinking. What are you doing?"
His icy blue eyes narrowed. "That's not what I'm getting at and you know that. What are you doing?"
Damn. Hello attitude. I tried to give Cam the bitch look Steph had mastered, screwing my face up until I'm sure I looked like I was having a seizure. I sighed and gave up. — J. Lynn

That's grossing money for other people that has a multiplying factor, but the government doesn't see that. It doesn't see that making a film or culture or art is part of our economy. But the main reason is this, it's part of our identity. I think cinema is the memory and the imagination of the country. Take the memory and imagination out of an individual and he's stops being an individual. — Philippe Falardeau

At the great iron gate of the churchyard he stopped and looked in. He looked up at the high tower spectrally resisting the wind, and he looked round at the white tombstones, like enough to the dead in their winding-sheets, and he counted the nine tolls of the clock-bell. — Charles Dickens