Dawnsignpress Quotes & Sayings

I once picked up a woman from a garbage dump and she was burning with fever; she was in her last days and her only lament was: My son did this to me. I begged her: You must forgive your son. In a moment of madness, when he was not himself, he did a thing he regrets. Be a mother to him, forgive him. It took me a long time to make her say: I forgive my son. Just before she died in my arms, she was able to say that with a real forgiveness. She was not concerned that she was dying. The breaking of the heart was that her son did not want her. This is something you and I can understand. — Mother Teresa

My next record I really just want it to be a collection of great songs, classic songs in a way. — Marc Almond

I think the environmental problem will be the number one item on the agenda of the 21st century ... This is a problem that cannot be postponed. — Mikhail Gorbachev

The truth is, she's still waiting for her heart to get on board with the decision her heart has made. — Jennifer E. Smith

To miss you is the weight of apples, fallen
among the bent grasses at night, an organ
whose machinery is pulp. — Adam Dickinson

Christians cannot be pessimists! They do not look like someone in constant mourning. If we are truly in love with Christ and if we sense how much he loves us, our hearts will "light up" with a joy that spreads to everyone around us. — Pope Francis

But what's troubling about this shift toward personalization is that it's largely invisible to users and, as a result, out of our control. We are not even aware that we're seeing increasingly divergent images of the Internet. The Internet may know who we are, but we don't know who it thinks we are or how it's using that information. Technology designed to give us more control over our lives is actually taking control away. — Eli Pariser

Celaena." She looked back at him, her red gown sweeping around her. His eyes shone as he flashed her a crooked grin. "I missed you this summer."
She met his stare unflinchingly, returning the smile as she said, "I hate to admit it, Sam Cortland, but I missed your sorry ass, too. — Sarah J. Maas