Gcmg British Award Quotes & Sayings

Ingo was a fever, and so far she hadn't found the antidote. — Margaret Way

A long project is like a secret houseguest, hidden in your study, waiting to be fed and visited. — John Hollander

There is a lot more to life than we human understand. — Inge Sargent

I never picked up a guitar as a kid, partly because my dad didn't want the noise in our little back-to-back in Sheffield. — Joe Cocker

You could refer to me as god and the odd curtsey wouldn't go a miss either — R.S. Burnett

That which is alike will be called same. That which is not same is different. — Leonard Bloomfield

The convictions of Hollywood and television are made of boiled money. — Lillian Hellman

This isn't me. This isn't the Justice Drake that people know and loathe. Yet, I don't want to be any other way with Ally. I like who I am when she's around. For once, I can just ... breathe. I can just be. — S.L. Jennings

Lord, keep us from following the gods of pride, stubbornness, vanity, sloth, greed, and comfort that beckon for our allegiance every day. You brought us through the night watches, you who neither slumber nor sleep. We pray to follow you along the path of generosity, humility, and love throughout this day. Amen. — Shane Claiborne

One goes into the forest to pick food and already the thought of one fruit rather than another has grown up in one's mind. Then, it may be, one finds a different fruit and not the fruit one thought of. One joy was expected and another is given. But this I had never noticed before that at the very moment of the finding there is in the mind a kind of thrusting back, or a setting aside. The picture of the fruit you have not found is still, for a moment, before you. And if you wished - if it were possible to wish - you could keep it there. You could send your soul after the good you had expected, instead of turning it to the good you had got. You could refuse the real good; you could make the real fruit taste insipid by thinking of the other." Ransom — C.S. Lewis

You cannot go into labor," Caleb ordered, anxiety clenching his innards.
"The baby is coming!" She enunciated every word.
"The doctor is a long day's ride away in Sweetwater Springs, and there's no woman for miles. You'll just have to wait."
As the contraction eased, the tightness in her body relaxed, and she gave him a wan smile. "Does everyone always do what you say?"
'Is that levity in her voice? At a time like this?' "They comply if I know what best, and I usually do. — Debra Holland