Corderitos De Dios Quotes & Sayings

Children used to be unknowing and innocent when it came to certain issues in life. But that innocence has been lost in today's electronic environment. Kids are exposed to ideas and content their minds and emotions are not ready to handle. And under the onslaught of this corrupt world with its wrong concepts, wrong desires, wrong deeds, and wrong attitudes, children come under all sorts of negative influences that end up bringing serious problems into the home. — John F. MacArthur Jr.

The revolution is really easy to do nowadays. — Eric Cantona

Is it not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devourer? — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Faith is not belief, it is the grasp on the Ultimate, an illumination. — Swami Vivekananda

As a Black lesbian feminist comfortable with the many different ingredients of my identity, and a woman committed to racial and sexual freedom from oppression, I find I am constantly being encouraged to pluck out some one aspect of myself and present this as the meaningful whole, eclipsing or denying the other parts of self. But this is a destructive and fragmenting way to live. — Audre Lorde

I should never have surrendered. I should have fought until I was the last man alive. — Geronimo

I don't mean to get all religious here, but I'm pretty sure key lime martinis (with a graham cracker & sugar rim) are proof that Jesus loves us. — Jen Lancaster

Thank God for whiskey or the world would be so full of secrets the weight would spin us into the sun. — Richard Kadrey

I would say there's always a movement of music and fashion in youth culture - every decade inspires the new one. — Maripol

Go past the insecurity. Go past the little voice that says doing that thing will hurt you. Instead let the pain flow through you, and just hold on. At that very point, you will find yourself invincible. — Rishank Jhavar

I think your conversations are indicative of your tastes - even your diction. — Miguel

The title of the poem is: Heimweh (Homesick). The pervasive feeling expressed is of utter desolation, of wrenching pain felt by a person, who longs for every stone, bench, house - everything that was home. She felt that this poem put into words her own extreme longing for what used to be home. Then the letter continues: Nettchen, how long will this go on? How do you bear it? I have been here less than three months and I imagine that I will surely go out of my mind. Especially, in these unspeakably bright and white nights that overflow with longing. Sing sometimes, late at night, when you are alone: Poljushka4. Perhaps you will understand my frame of mind. — Pearl Fichman