Defendemos Quotes & Sayings

And perhaps, exhibiting the fruit of the Spirit may be our very best defense against a materialist view of mankind here on earth. — Philip Yancey

I crave ideas, and when an idea hits me, it grips me and it tortures me until I master it. — Gene Simmons

Social media is a really cool way to tell your story to people who are interested in hearing it. It's not getting put through the filter of a television executive who's decided you're too old to justify the expenditure. — Greg Behrendt

Charlie Everman understood, in the very depth of his soul, that God's mercies were new each morning. — Vannetta Chapman

He who has trusted where he ought not will surely mistrust where he ought not. — Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach

The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes. "Say 'Nevermore,' " said Shadow. "Fuck you," said the raven. It said nothing else as they went through the woodland together. — Anonymous

Those who perpetrate stories must act cruelly. — Johnny Rich

Rules without relationship leads to rebellion. — Josh McDowell

He jumped lightly to the ground and turned to help Ada down. He lifted her, his hands around her waist. Mercy, but the woman felt good in his arms. Smelled good too, like warm skin and some kind of exotic flower. — Dorothy Love

I learned to love the fool in me. The one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes & loses often, lacks self-control, loves & hates, hurts & gets hurt, promises & breaks promises, laughs & cries. — Theodore Isaac Rubin

I left Jamaica for a while, because as an artist I need to experience different things, see the world, have different energies. Living in one place is not good for me. — Ziggy Marley

With an exceedingly contemptuous expression, Idabel drew up to her full height. "Son," she said, and spit between her fingers, "what you've got in your britches is no news to me, and no concern of mine: hell, I've fooled around with nobody but boys since first grade. I never think like I'm a girl; you've got to remember that, or we can't never be friends." For all its bravado, she made this declaration with a special and compelling innocence; and when she knocked one fist against the other, as, frowning, she did now, and said: "I want so much to be a boy: I would be a sailor, I would ... " the quality of her futility was touching. — Truman Capote