Galop Home Quotes & Sayings

It was important that I became successful. People say they do it for the love, and yes, you do it for the love, but you want to be successful. — Wyclef Jean

Your fans can't just pop in whenever they want. I'm not gonna allow someone to just drop over my house whenever they want like, "Hey what's up? I bought your album so what's for dinner?" — Immortal Technique

We got a lot of information from the detainees that eventually led us to bin Laden. — Jose Rodriguez

I am fascinated by revolution. I am completely absorbed by it. I am crazed, am obsessed by the romanticism ... Revolution surges, flashes, thunders in almost every corner of the earth ... Brothers and sisters, keep fanning the flames of the leaping fire ... Let us become logs to feed the flames of revolution. — Sukarno

God in Christ has taken into Himself the brokenness of the human condition. Hence, human woundedness, brokenness, death itself are transformed from dead ends to doorways into Life. In the divinizing humanity of Christ, bruises become balm. — Martin Laird

Yet we don't have to fall into those failing responses. Instead, we can look to Scripture and the character of God for insights on living. In a conversation with Lee, he shared, "After many of the great movements of God, He asked His people to build a memorial so that they would remember what He had done. God created a system of spiritual ceremonies for His people to celebrate regularly as families to remember what He had done. When Jesus was on His way to the cross, He used the symbols of wine and bread to teach about what was going to happen to Him. Then He invited His followers to 'do this in remembrance of [Him]' as a ceremony to help them remember. — Michelle Anthony

It's a challenge getting rid of your accent. — Odeya Rush

A good man is called a man by his works — Tshikororo Raymond

I love thee, as I love the calm
Of sweet, star-lighted hours!
I love thee, as I love the balm
Of early jest 'mine flowers. — Eliza Acton

Soon the day would cleave in two, forever creating the before and after of my life, and it would happen in one swift act that I could no more alter than the color of my eyes. — Mary E. Pearson