Facilitating Professional Development Quotes & Sayings

You may have won the war, but you will never take my crown — Ronnie Radke

Game management, game decisions, adjustments, seeing things during games - it's all important. — Bill Belichick

Because of the security reasons for one thing and, second, my wife doesn't like to have her hair blown about. Have you got another silly question? — John Prescott

Moreover, our certitudes were closely bound to a given set of symbols. Change the well defined Latin term for an undefined Greek one and every bishop and every priest found himself at a loss. We knew the catechism by heart; mention catechesis and we are no longer sure who made us and why. We could manage a dogmatic sermon all right but just listen to our homilies! We were absolutely firm about confession and contrition; all our firmness vanished at the one word METANOIA. We knew exactly what the Mass was; the Eucharist is hazy. Even the Consecration and the Real Presence have been engulfed in the mist of ANAMNESIS. All this is patently true, is undeniable. We had received a solid theological training in our seminaries. It did not stand the test. It collapsed overnight without leaving track or trace. — Bryan Houghton

Everything seems an echo of something else. — Robert Penn Warren

No matter who or what we are, God restores us to right standing with Himself only by means of the death of Jesus Christ. — Oswald Chambers

If God didn't mean for us to use drugs, It would never have made us such curious monkeys, nor given us so many interesting vegetables. — Charles L. Smith

I'm sorry I kissed you- it was selfish and it upset you- but you can't ask me to pretend I didnt want to. — Holly Black

Politicians, old buildings, and prostitutes become respectable with age. — Mark Twain

All right. Let's pretend I'm so incredibly happy my brain is thinking about rainbows and butterflies and I'm waving good morning to the mailman. I let my guard down. Next thing I know, something takes a dark turn. But I don't even realize it because I'm over here staring at a bright patch of happy light. All of a sudden, I've fallen into a hole and have no rope, no ladder, and the walls are too slippery to climb out of. Happiness makes me lose focus. It makes me weak. I can't stand it. Does that make sense to you now? — Elisa Marie Hopkins