Fitting Things In A Box Quotes & Sayings

It is beter to live 50 years as a tiger rather than live 100 years as a chicken — Edgerrin James

After a Retreat

What hast thou learnt today?
Hast thou sounded awful mysteries,
Hast pierced the veiled skies,
Climbed to the feet of God,
Trodden where saints have trod,
Fathomed the heights above?
Nay,
This only have I learnt, that God is love.

What hast thou heard today?
Hast heard the Angel-trumpets cry,
And rippling harps reply;
Heard from the Throne of flame
Whence God incarnate came
Some thund'rous message roll?
Nay,
This have I heard, His voice within my soul.

What hast thou felt today?
The pinions of the Angel guide
That standeth at thy side
In rapturous ardours beat
Glowing, from head to feet,
In ecstasy divine?
Nay,
This only have felt, Christ's hand in mine. — Robert Hugh Benson

I sometimes feel like I need to pinch myself. I feel extremely fortunate. — John Britt Daniel

Days pass, time ticks away, seconds click forward like dominoes toppling in a line. — Lauren Oliver

Medicine is aptly described as an art, not a science. To this end, four different doctors may have up to four different diagnoses or prescriptions. — Andrew Saul

There are people who are generic. They make generic responses and they expect generic answers. They live inside a box and they think people who don't fit into their box are weird. But I'll tell you what, generic people are the weird people. They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids. Like ignorance. — C. JoyBell C.

You won't acquire external Haters until you've conquered the internal Hater. — Orrin Woodward

We all know that broad's about six stamps short of first class these days. — Danielle Paige

Not that there seems to be any appropriate place to bury someone, but these municipal cemeteries, or any cemetery at all for that matter, like the ones by the highway, or the ones in the middle of town, with all these bodies with their corresponding rocks - oh it's just too primitive and vulgar, isn't it? The hole, and the box, and the rock on the grass? And we glamorize this process, feel it fitting and dramatic, austerely beautiful, standing there by the hole as we lower the box. It's incredible. Barbaric and base. — Dave Eggers

The human life cycle no less than evolves around the box; from the open-topped box called a bassinet, to the pine box we call a coffin, the box is our past and, just as assuredly, our future. It should not surprise us then that the lowly box plays such a significant role in the first Christmas story. For Christmas began in a humble, hay-filled box of splintered wood. The Magi, wise men who had traveled far to see the infant king, laid treasure-filled boxes at the feet of that holy child. And in the end, when He had ransomed our sins with His blood, the Lord of Christmas was laid down in a box of stone. How fitting that each Christmas season brightly wrapped boxes skirt the pine boughs of Christmas trees around the world. — Richard Paul Evans

She puts her hand forward. "Come on, let's do a yay team!"
Blake immediately puts her hand on top of Nia's.
"I'm not doing that," I say.
"Wolfie, do not deny us this simple pleasure. C'mon."
I roll my eyes and put my hand on top of theirs.
"Yay team!" Squeals Blake. And she's supposed to be the sensible one. — Leanne Hall

The work of a science blogger is largely comprised of correcting and criticizing bad science news reporting. — Steven Novella

You, baby sister, keep trying to fit your body in a box it was never meant to be in. — Auden Johnson