Eichst Tt Gef Ngnis Quotes & Sayings

These cords that God makes, Reverend Bauxite thought, we stand holding one end while they run taut into the darkness. — Brian Francis Slattery

I'm a professional bad example. You can learn a lot by watching me. Or listening to me. Either one. — Robert A. Heinlein

Alas! it is but little we have done for our Master's glory. Our winter has lasted all too long. We are as cold as ice when we should feel a summer's glow and bloom with sacred flowers. — Charles Haddon Spurgeon

I think if you play a character that is fearless, then it's boring. I think that's what was so incredible about Harrison Ford, is that he always seemed like he was never going to survive it, he's always scared, and yet he always does survive it somehow. — Oded Fehr

The policeman comes : in his hand the weapon that has knocked down more malefactors than all the batons the bull's-eye. He strikes with it now, right and left, revealing, as if she had just entered the room, a replica of the Venus of Milo, taller than himself though he is a stalwart. It is the first meeting of these two, but, though a man who can come to the boil, he is as little moved by her as she by him. After the first glance she continues her reflections. Her smile over his head vaguely displeases him. For two pins he would arrest her. — J.M. Barrie

For the coherent continuity of any one individual is much like a whirlpool in a river; it is "there" day after day, although the water itself never stays put. You could even say that there is no such thing as a whirlpool, but that the river is whirlpooling in the same way that the universe eyes and the plant flowers. — Alan W. Watts

Savannah must remain his. He drew a last breath, taking her scent into his body and holding it there as his heart ceased to beat. — Christine Feehan

Where ever fear shadows ... that always means there is a light shining somewhere. — Jonathan Dos Santos

After he finishes his song, I ask him, "Sir, were you just playing 'Lean on Me'?" "That's right!" he answers, thrilled. Now, whenever I think of Mudd and his house I hear that song, hear Mudd serenading the limping Booth, taking his arm and helping him up the stairs, singing, "Lean on me, when you're not strong, and I'll be your friend. — Sarah Vowell