Crossbeam Investments Quotes & Sayings

The devil, who lives in the dripping, dank cellar of the town church and manipulates things through the weak preacher, takes over the town. The real question, though, was why the devil wanted to take over the town to begin with. All it was was a miserable nothing of a few blocks surrounded by cornfields. — Haruki Murakami

A pristine landscape was perfection itself; it was only when you added people that everything changed. — Armistead Maupin

My mom is painfully sweet; she's from Nebraska. — Gabrielle Union

Actually, you can be bad at something ... but if you love doing it, that will be enough. - August Boatwright — Sue Monk Kidd

One cares so little for the style in which one's praises are written. — Edith Wharton

It is forbidden to go east, but I have gone, forbidden to go on the great river, but I am there. Open your hearts, you spirits, and hear my song. — Stephen Vincent Benet

We could scrub the floor for a tired friend, or dress a wound for a patient in a hospital, or lay the table and wash up for the family; but we shall not do it in martyr spirit or with that worse spirit of self-congratulation, of feeling that we are making ourselves more perfect, more unselfish, more positively kind.

We shall do it just for one thing, that our hands make Christ's hands in our life, that our service may let Christ serve through us, that our patience may bring Christ's patience back to the world. — Caryll Houselander

How does a guy like you promise someone forever at eighteen?"
"Easy," he said, pressing a soft kiss into the corner of my mouth. "He finds a girl like you. — Nicole Williams

The war brought out all the art in me. — Horace Pippin

You wanted hearts and flowers. You have my heart - & here are the flowers. — Christian Grey

Herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses. — John Milton

For many of us, our values come from our faith. — Katharine Hayhoe

Passion now begins to wake
and whom we desire, we will take
then we'll cut them down to the quick
love itself the cruelest trick.
Moved we are by loves sweet song
though it plays not for long
we can blow on embers bright
till passion outtakes the light. — Nancy Holder

Genius is simply patience carried to the extreme. — Georges-Louis Leclerc, Comte De Buffon