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Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By R.C. Sproul

If Christ could make a complaint, it would be, "My bride never talks to me". — R.C. Sproul

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Rollo May

Humor is the healthy way of feeling "distance" between one's self and the problem, a way of standing off and looking at one's problem with perspective. — Rollo May

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Krista Ritchie

In this moment, I'm yours. — Krista Ritchie

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By David Lee

A lot of bands mature, which means they get square; they start delivering messages. Hey, you got a message, use Western Union. — David Lee

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Susan Meiselas

Finding a photograph is often like picking up a piece from a jigsaw-puzzle box with the cover missing. There's no sense of the whole. Each image is a mysterious part of something not yet revealed. — Susan Meiselas

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Pablo Neruda

Give me the sorrow
of the entire world,
I will turn it
into hope. — Pablo Neruda

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Madeline Sheehan

When it comes to lust, words are never needed. You feel something inside you stir, your body begins to warm, and you just know. You can feel something buried spring to life, and just like that a connection is born. You're strangers, then suddenly you're something more . . . kindred spirits, like-minded in your attraction for each other. — Madeline Sheehan

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Donna Augustine

Don't push it." Cormac said as he looked back to Burrom. "You'll go under again one day, and I'll find out where you're buried and plant a goddamn park bench right over your ass."
"You wouldn't!"
"With a colorful flower box full of daises right beside it. — Donna Augustine

Coorevits Stephanie Quotes By Georges Limbour

The Actor, noticing a closed bookshop, dismounted from the horse which he tied to a street lamp. He woke up the bookseller and bought a Spanish grammar and dictionary. He set out again across town marveling at the way that the words of the foreign language were freshly gathered fruits and not old and dry. They touched the senses marvelously, new like young beggars who accost you, not yet words but the every things they designate, happily running naked before being clothed again in abstraction. — Georges Limbour