Ebottles Quotes & Sayings

When we stop pursuing God's purpose, our gifts and talent are misdirected. — Sunday Adelaja

Isn't it better to have men being ungrateful than to miss a chance to do good? — Denis Diderot

My wife and I were shopping for the whole family. In the music department my wife said, "Let's get your nephew a set of drums. That's what your brother did to us last year." — Milton Berle

It doesn't make your life stop being fun to be a Christian. — Victoria Jackson

Feeling ready" is highly overrated. — John Ortberg

Don't outline your stories. A lot of fiction workshops say you should. I say the opposite. I quote Grace Paley: "We write what we don't know we know." — Andre Dubus

External freedom has probably never existed, but neither have I ever known anyone who knew inner freedom. — Marlen Haushofer

A new study has found that watching Fox News can make you more conservative and watching MSNBC can make you more liberal. And watching CNN can make you think that no plane has ever safely reached its destination. — Conan O'Brien

Age brings wisdom to some men, and to others chess. — Evan Esar

What I know of spirit is astir in the world. The god I have always expected to appear at the woods' edge, beckoning, I have always expected to be a great relisher of this world, its good grown immortal in his mind. — Wendell Berry

Your example should be stellar among your friends, associates, family, teachers, co-workers, and other Christians. — Monica Johnson

The Wedding Ring

Although the lamp was out, above its darkness
I saw the bright reflection of a flame.
My soul is bare, stripped to the purest bareness;
It has escaped, transcended all its bounds.

A man, I held desire my dearest treasure.
but I give it, myself, my sacred pain,
my prayers, my ecstasies - all these, O Father,
I give with love to You, most loving one.

And so the hour of limitless surrender
enclosed me in a cloak of flames like wings;
empowered me with the power of Your commandment,
and clothed me in Your holy veil of fire.

So let me stretch my hand out to my brother;
I look in the Face of You, the Fount of Life,
and in the radiance of transfigured torture
I bear my cross, light as a wedding ring. — Zinaida Gippius

If everybody floated with the tide of talk, placidity would soon end in stagnation. It is the strong backward stroke which stirs the ripples, and gives animation and variety. — Agnes Repplier