Covered California Insurance Quotes & Sayings

The air was so damp that fish could have come in through doors and swum out the windows, floating through the atmosphere in the rooms. One morning Ursula woke up feeling that she was reaching her end in a placid swoon and she had already asked them to take her to Father Antonio Isabel, when Santa Sofia de la Piedad discovered that her back was paved with leeches. She took them off one by one, crushing them with a firebrand before they bled her to death. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Don't be in a rush to get big. Be in a rush to have a great product. — Eric Ries

Since when has bringing stolen money to churches for Pastor's blessings become a Nigerian norm? — Sunday Adelaja

She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns. — Olga Broumas

I lived in town until I was eight and then I moved nearer the farmland, so I had a mixture. — Stephen Sprouse

Why had I failed to realize the depth of Mary's faith despite all those
letters? She'd certainly done her best to share it. The answer came to me in
the midst of my own faith journey, one that seemed to begin the night my
mother died and was jump-started when I lost David seventeen months later.
Why hadn't I seen it?
Simple. I wasn't looking.
According to Jeremiah 29:13 in the Bible, "You will seek me and find
me when you seek me with all your heart" (NIV). It wasn't about Mary at all. It was about me. It wasn't until my mother's death that I began actively
seeking God. I didn't see Mary's Christian example because I hadn't yet
developed spiritually. I wasn't "there" yet. I didn't recognize true faith
because I didn't have my own. — Mary Potter Kenyon

My whole life is reading tabloid magazines. It's really sad, because that's what my show is all about - what is going on with celebrities. So I have to know everything. — Chelsea Handler

What some people love is not a person but the experience of being in love. The first is irreplaceable; the second is not. — Fulton J. Sheen

Let the artist show his world, the beauty that was born with him, that never was before and never will be again. — Hermann Bahr