Doctor Spencer Reid Quotes & Sayings

Annabelle was silent for a moment and then sighed, concluding with a shake of her head, 'Jesus wouldn't try to kidnap me.'" p.63 — Ruth Apollonia

What use was there in calling a day by a certain name, or thinking of it as anything but weather? They knew what time of the year it was when the timothy bloomed, when the birds were fledging. They knew it was morning when the sun came up. What more was there to know? If Doll was going to be lost forever, Lila wanted to be right there with her, holding to the skirt of her dress. She had — Marilynne Robinson

Until the rise of American advertising, it never occurred to anyone anywhere in the world that the teenager was a captive in a hostile world of adults. — Gore Vidal

Most people with low self-esteem have earned it. — George Carlin

Employment is slavery. Workers merely have a choice over where to serve their daily eight-hour sentence. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Her eyes popped open in time to see flames shoot up behind the first-floor windows of Angie's Books. Angie! Where was Angie? Where were her children? The bookstore owner lived in the apartment above her shop with sixteen-year-old Beth and twelve-year-old Bradley.
The Moosetookalook Fire Department was located right next door, housed in part of the town's redbrick municipal building. The overhead door had already been raised. As Liss watched, unable to move, unable to look away, the truck pulled out, maneuvering so that it could get closer to the burning building. — Kaitlyn Dunnett

I'm not well-read, but when I read, I read well. — Kurt Cobain

To insist that the kingdom of God is only spiritual is to promote the status quo. — Mark Shaw

Good advice I always hated, but lookin back it made me greater. — Nicki Minaj

the heart knows nothing except its own mind — David Levithan

I think just as a person, if you say you follow Christ, you have to stand up for the injustices that are going on in the world. — The Rocket Summer

I thought that you would be frozen in awe when you found the sequence, when you heard a bird's song repeating my Morse code, my cry for help, my S.O.S, when you saw the same numbers in the petals of a flower and the structure of a pine cone, when you saw with your own eyes the interconnectedness of all things.
But I was wrong.
You searched for a male god, a creator, an intelligent designer, or you banished the beauty and mystery of the world beneath the cold concrete grave of closed-eye skepticism. The few of you who could still hear my music felt tortured and misunderstood; you reached out for any conspiracy theory large enough to explain your alienated despair, your sense that the Earth was dying and no one cared.
But listen to me -- you are not alone. Run your fingers through the grass and grab it in your fists, feel my pulse echoing through your blood. You. Are. Not. Alone. And I -- I am not dead yet. — Sarah Warden

I firmly believe in prayer. It is possible to reach out and tap the unseen power which gives strength and anchor in time of need. — Ezra Taft Benson