Esiter Io Quotes & Sayings

Every person who confesses that Christ Jesus is Lord, repents of their sin and gives their heart to God is a child of God and belongs to Him. And in Christ, we are made right with God, we are His righteousness, and we have the power of Christ in us to live right. — Joyce Meyer

To create an enlightened society, be a beacon of light — Debasish Mridha

Writing is both mask and unveiling. — E.B. White

We say that the most dangerous
criminal now is the entirely lawless modern philosopher. Compared
to him, burglars and bigamists are essentially moral men; my heart
goes out to them. They accept the essential ideal of man; they
merely seek it wrongly. Thieves respect property. They merely wish
the property to become their property that they may more perfectly
respect it. But philosophers dislike property as property; they
wish to destroy the very idea of personal possession. Bigamists
respect marriage, or they would not go through the highly
ceremonial and even ritualistic formality of bigamy. But
philosophers despise marriage as marriage. Murderers respect human
life; they merely wish to attain a greater fulness of human life in
themselves by the sacrifice of what seems to them to be lesser
lives. But philosophers hate life itself, their own as much as
other people's. — G.K. Chesterton

Passion is univeral humanity. Without it religion history art and romance would be useless. — Honore De Balzac

We're all alive, but we don't know why or what for; we're all searching for happiness; we're all leading lives which are different and yet the same. — Anne Frank

Very ambitious startups often take a long time to work - or sometimes they take a very long time to look ambitious. — Sam Altman

He takes the greatest ornament from friendship, who takes modesty from it.
[Lat., Maximum ornamentum amicitiae tollit, qui ex ea tollit verecudiam.] — Marcus Tullius Cicero

Our punning minds rejoin what logic has separated. — Mason Cooley

The air was heavy with the musty smell of humanity. But they danced furiously as though impelled by some strange power within them, and it seemed to Philip that they were driven forward by a rage for enjoyment. They were seeking desperately to escape from a world of horror. The desire for pleasure which Cronshaw said was the only motive of human action urged them blindly on, and the very vehemence of the desire seemed to rob it of all pleasure. The were hurried on by a great wind, helplessly, they knew not why and they knew not whither. — W. Somerset Maugham

Poetry is the morning dream of great minds. — Alphonse De Lamartine

A farmer travelling with his load Picked up a horseshoe on the road, And nailed if fast to his barn door, That luck might down upon him pour; That every blessing known in life Might crown his homestead and his wife, And never any kind of harm Descend upon his growing farm. — James Thomas Fields