Ebisawa Pfp Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes he wondered if man's instincts had changed in that time and always concluded that they hadn't. At least in the basic, most primal ways. As far as he could tell, man had always been aggressive, always striving to dominate, trying to control the world and everything in it. — Nicholas Sparks

The modern movement of worship is designed to break down barriers between man and God, to remove the veil, as it were, from the fearsome holiness of God, which might cause us to tremble. It is designed to make us feel comfortable. — R.C. Sproul

Mentoring is: Sharing Life's Experiences and God's Faithfulness — Janet Thompson

What's more, any memoirs by eyewitnesses are a treasure, no matter who the eyewitness happens to be. Don't you think so? — Fyodor Dostoyevsky

They knew that you breathed and you slept and you worked, but they didn't know that you read. Such a thing was beyond comprehension. They thought that in your spare time you sat and gazed into space, or looked at Peg's Paper or the Crimson Circle. You could almost see them reporting you to their friends. 'Margaret's a good cook, but unfortunately she reads. Books, you know. — Margaret Powell

And what's with the shirt? You think you're in Fiji?"
"It's like being on vactaion. all of the time. — Gerard Way

Waiting for God"


This morning I breathed in. It had rained
early and the sycamore leaves tapped
a few drops that remained, while waving
the air's memory back and forth
over the lawn and into our open
window. Then I breathed out.

This deliberate day eased
past the calendar and waited. Patiently
the sun instructed the shadows how to move;
it held them, guided their gradual defining.
In the great quiet I carried my life on,
in again, out again. — William Stafford

As a young man you don't notice at all that you were, after all, badly affected. For years afterwards, at least ten years, I kept getting these dreams, in which I had to crawl through ruined houses, along passages I could hardly get through. — Otto Dix

Never Ever Knock My Dignity. Underneath our life we all are same. We sleep once in a day and wake up
Loud and Clear! — Sundeep Lal

But I smiled, and smiling was easy, no matter how strange and disorienting the street seemed to be. I was a fugitive. I was a wanted man, a hunted man, with a price on my head. And I was still one step ahead of them. I was free. Every day, when you're on the run, is the whole of your life. Every free minute is a short story with a happy ending. — Gregory David Roberts