Errett Lobban Quotes & Sayings

Do you suppose she's a wildflower? — Lewis Carroll

Under the law, even the best failed. Under grace, even the worst can be saved! — Joseph Prince

Playing music was always a part of my life; I don't know anything else. — Mark Salling

The term "universe" refers to that life plan that seems to take over despite what we have in mind - that "force" operating, seemingly on its own, that often interferes with our picture of how we would like things to be. It refers to a certain flow in our lives and the lives of others over which we have little or no control. — Susan Jeffers

Thank you. Thank you, Noah, thank you, thank you.
By sundown, Thea could throw the damned thing with deadly accuracy. At bedtime, she asked if Noah would mind if she slept with it under her pillow every night.
He assured her he would not.
* when Thea gets a knife from Noah — Grace Burrowes

There are two sides to reality. There is what is, and there is what people believe. Seldom — L.E. Modesitt Jr.

So you must simply pay attention, trust yourself, and decide. — Tamar Adler

The internal affairs of other countries has a big impact on American interests. — Paul Wolfowitz

If I can help somebody as I pass along, if I can cheer somebody with a word or song, if I can show somebody he's traveling wrong, then my living will not be in vain. — Martin Luther King Jr.

Abraham Lincoln would maintain that he had never been in favor of making voters or jurors of negroes, nor of qualifying them to hold office, nor to intermarry. — Doris Kearns Goodwin

The trouble with telling a good story is that it invariably reminds the other fellow of a dull one. — Sid Caesar

You dream every night. Every person in the world, even if they don't remember, is dreaming every night. — Alejandro Jodorowsky

To remember is to leave the present. — Garth Stein

In one timeless instant a complex impression, not of knowledge but of feeling, penetrated her awareness like an indelible dream. An imprint of evil and a preponderance of good, both crying that somehow it was meant to be. Then nothing, only the cold apathy of deepest space. — Marcha A. Fox