Crushed Mentos Quotes & Sayings

If we still cling to something we will not let go, we ask God to help us be willing. — Alcoholics Anonymous

Our job is not to change people; our job is to connect people to Jesus, and it's Jesus' job to change people. — Erwin McManus

The two questions that anyone ever asks me are: 'Are house prices going to go down?' and 'Is it a good time to fix my mortgage rate?' — Evan Davis

The president has very little effect on the economy. If you want to put blame or credit, the main person who influences the business cycle is the head of the Federal Reserve Bank. — Robert Fogel

Only ignorance makes people put up with defeat. — Sunday Adelaja

The repudiation of the primacy of understanding means the repudiation of the norms of judgment as well, and hence the abandonment of all ethical standards. — Johan Huizinga

That it took him nearly the entire walk to notice what was happening: his back didn't hurt. Didn't hurt a bit. Heyyy ... Ted thought. Maybe I can — Christopher McDougall

When you play spin the bottle, if they don't want to kiss you they have to give you a quarter. Well, hell, by the time I was twelve years old I owned my own home. — Phyllis Diller

Wow' said Rose 'I never Knew my wish really is your command.'
The Doctor (10th) grinned. 'One bag of chips and I'm anyone's — Stephen Cole

The world shall retire from me before I shall retire from the world. John Quincy Adams — Paul C. Nagel

To tell you the truth, I was turning into a little spoiled brat after 'Rocky V.' — Sage Stallone

All that mankind has done, thought, gained, or been; it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books. — Thomas Carlyle

It's true, isn't it,
in our world,
that the petals pooled with nectar, and the polished thorns
are a single thing-
that the petals pooled with nectar, and the polished thorns
are a single thing-
that even the purest light, lacking the robe of darkness,
would be without expression-
that love itself, without pain, would be
no more than a shrug gable comfort. — Mary Oliver

There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives. Those who are lucky enough to find it ease like water over a stone, onto its fluid contours, and are home. Some find it in the place of their birth; others may leave a seaside town, parched, and find themselves refreshed in the desert. There are those born in rolling countryside who are really only at ease in the intense and busy loneliness of the city. For some, the search is for the imprint of another; a child or a mother, a grandfather or a brother, a lover, a husband, a wife, or a foe. We may go through our lives happy or unhappy, successful or unfulfilled, loved or unloved, without ever standing cold with the shock of recognition, without ever feeling the agony as the twisted iron in our soul unlocks itself and we slip at last into place. — Josephine Hart

It is idle to await unanimity. — Robert Dale Owen