Echipa Quotes & Sayings

Life is a series of decisions that define us. — Sarah J. Schmitt

Remember and think about the closeness of the Creator. If you live in this wisdom, it will give you endless strength and hope. — Frank Fools Crow

Cast away your sloth, your lethargy, your coldness, or whatever interferes with your chaste and pure love for Christ, your soul's husband. Make Him the source, the center, and the circumference of all your soul's range of delight. — Charles Spurgeon

Suddenly,I want to hold the whole night close to my chest and I decide it is mine alone — Megan Abbott

You are young, so you may not understand what it feels like to be offered a second chance at my age, especially after so ... so difficult a time, when one has seen his own death and accepted it. — G. Willow Wilson

None but mothers know each other's feelings when we give up our daughters whom we love and cherish so tenderly to the mercies of a man, and perhaps even a stranger. — Emmeline B. Wells

I'm relatively physically adept and I like throwing myself around. Once, twice, but then you get to nine, ten, eleven and to try and make it look realistic all the time, that's not very pleasant. — Marton Csokas

Felicity is in possession, happiness in anticipation. — Jean Racine

But when I talk to people who are Darwinists or evolutionists and say, 'Well, how did life begin'
they're ... they don't have an answer. I mean, they have an answer, but it's a BS answer. It's an answer that wouldn't make sense to a small child. — Ben Stein

Your universe is not out there. You create it every moment and every day with your thoughts, ideas, perceptions, and imaginations. — Debasish Mridha

Contrary, aren't you,' said Damen softly, thumbing over Laurent's cheek.
'Fuck me,' said Laurent.
'I want to,' said Damen. 'Can you let me? — C.S. Pacat

The world has nothing to offer me, no single shred of interest. I'm a woman trapped on a balcony, watching a passing parade, a blur of noise and motion that eventually turns to a single point on the horizon, a gutter full of trampled and muddy cups, and the sense of wasting an afternoon. — Lauren Oliver