Famous Rose Hathaway Quotes & Sayings

All sin is a form of insanity. Satan is the most insane being of all because he still believes he can defeat God — Edwin Louis Cole

America's doctors, nurses and medical researchers are the best in the world, but our health care system is broken. — Mike Ferguson

Write what you know. Write what you can't forget. Write to give yourself courage and others hope. — Nikki Rosen

But we no more choose our passions than our features or complexion. — John Cleland

Slowly, God is opening my eyes to needs all around me. In Scripture, God revisits this issue of caring for the poor- an echo that repeats itself from Genesis to Revelation. The Bible acknowledges that the poor will always be part of society, but God takes on their cause. The Mosaic law of the Old Testament is filled with regulations to prevent and eliminate poverty. The poor were given the right to glean- to take produce from the unharvested edges of the fields, a portion of the tithes, and a daily wage. The law prevented permanent slavery by releasing Jewish bondsmen and women on the sabbatical and Jubilee year and forbade charging interest on loans. In one of his most tender acts, God made sure that the poor- the aliens, widows, and orphans- were all invited to the feasts. — Margaret Feinberg

Some days are regroup days. Life comes at you and you lose focus. It happens to us all. Do something that brings you back into focus and don't let life get you to far off track. — Jean Williams

Burning bridges is much easier than making them and bridges take you places! — Abhishek Ratna

Nothing would please the Kremlin more than to have the people of this country choose a second rate president. — Richard M. Nixon

Loneliness cannot be shared. — Randall Dale Adams

I'm always happy. — Heather Mills

It is the difference between men and women, not the sameness, that creates the tension and the delight. — Edward Abbey

The world needs lovers who fit, or how would we go on? To be only one of one for a life? That's a lonely life. — Nora Roberts

Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds
Along the pebbled shore of memory!
Many old rotten-timber'd boats there be
Upon thy vaporous bosom, magnified
To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride,
And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry. — John Keats