Ekklesia 360 Quotes & Sayings

Yes, Mama. I'm going to try to love the Lord. At this there sprang into his mother's face something startling, beautiful, unspeakably sad - as though she were looking far beyond him at a long, dark road, and seeing on that road a traveler in perpetual danger. Was it he, the traveler? or herself? or was she thinking of the cross of Jesus? — James Baldwin

It's really funny, I think to myself ... I've got my same guitar and amp, it's just a bigger room now! Some things don't change. — Brian Setzer

Thought is the thought of thought. — James Joyce

I came on the intro with 'The Rapture.' If you know what the rapture is, it's the coming of Jesus, and I had to take it off because of what happened ... I had the destruction, the bombs, and ... the world coming to a end, so it had to come off. — Erick Sermon

You're like a band-aid that is slowly ripping off, and I'm still wounded! — Ahmed Mostafa

In how many families do you hear the legend that all the goodness and graces of the living are nothing to the peculiar charms of one who is not. It is as if heaven had an especial band of angels, whose office it was to sojourn for a season here, and endear to them the wayward human heart, that they might bear it upward with them in their homewoard flight. When you see that deep, spiritual light in the eye,
when the little soul reveals itself in words sweeter and wiser than the ordinary words of children,
hope not to retain that child, for the seal of heaven is on it, and the light of immortality looks out from its eyes. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

If what you need, in order to feel good about yourself later on, is to show him some mercy - then show him mercy. If you need to tell him the truth, do that. But try to look at in terms of what you're going to be able to live with ten, twenty years down the line. — Jason Schmidt

Jake from 'Two and a Half Men' means nothing. He is a non-existent character. — Angus T. Jones

A proper autobiography is a death-bed confession. — Mary Antin

I was a Knicks fan of the Kenny Sears-Carl Braun-Jim Baechtold vintage. I was even their ball boy when I was a teenager. — Marv Albert

The Black Pirate, — Cary Elwes

Cross the creek on the stepping stones of your failures. — Jerry Spinelli

Just this once, in the very heart of the busiest of cities, everyone was perfectly content not to move and hardly to breathe. And for those few minutes, while the song lasted, Times Square was still as a meadow at evening, with the sun streaming in on the people there and the wind moving among them as if they were only tall blades of grass. — George Selden

The Dream smells like peppermint but tastes like strawberry shortcake. — Ta-Nehisi Coates