Curr Culos Quotes & Sayings

She walks a tightrope between psycho and smokin'. — Daniel Marks

The nonbelievers need the believers. They are desperate to have someone believe." "As belief shrinks from the world, people find it more necessary than ever that someone believe ... Those who have abandoned belief must still believe in us. They are sure that they are right not to believe but they know belief must not fade completely. Hell is when no one believes. — Don DeLillo

When you draw on God's grace to put off your self-centered attitudes and act on His principles, you put His glory on display. Your life points to His vast wisdom, compassion, and transforming power, and as you look for God's glory, the impact reaches far beyond yourself because you give everyone around you reason to respect and praise God. Glorifying God is not about letting others see how great you are. It's about letting them see how great the Lord is. — Ken Sande

Heroes are higher than their vulnerability that is why they are heroes. — Amit Kalantri

Angela, Angela," Kami said. "We can dwell on the past or we can move into the future!"
"I can hide your body in these piles of boxes. Nobody will ever find it. — Sarah Rees Brennan

I've always seen the world through the eyes of a scientist. I love the predictable outcomes that science gives us, the control over the world that that can render. — Barbara Kingsolver

Probably the simplest hypothesis ... is that there may be a slow process of annihilation of matter. — Arthur Eddington

It's about thinking that being blond & slim & perfect will automatically bring you happiness, & then discovering that life is as full of as many disappointments as there were before. — Jane Green

It's in the nature of television to restrain the spontaneity of a live event. Things become more and more prepackaged. — Bill Condon

The Jews supplied the contacts for international trade, sometimes in competition to the Venetians, the word Ghetto itself comes from the Venetians, it was an Island in the Venice lagoon, and they had their own part of Corfu town, — Maurice Price

His other hand finds my cheek, and he wipes away my tears with his thumb. The chocolate scent overwhelms me as he bends over and whispers in my ear, "No, Cassie. No, no, no."
I throw my arm around his neck and press his dry cheek against my wet one. I'm shaking like an epileptic, and for the first time I can feel the weight of the quilts on the top of my toes because the blinding dark sharpens your other senses.
I'm a bubbling stew of random thoughts and feelings. I'm worried my hair might smell. I want some chocolate. This guy holding me - well, it's more like I was holding him - has seen me in all my naked glory. What did he think about my body? What did I think about my body? Does God really care about promises? Do I really care about God? Are miracles something like the Red Sea parting or more like Evan Walker finding me locked in a block of ice in a wilderness of white?
"Cassie, it's going to be okay," he whispers into my ear, chocolate breath. — Rick Yancey