Gillie The Kid Quotes & Sayings

It's amazing to get one Olympic gold, but you have to be a legend to get two. And that's definitely my aim. — Jade Jones

Unlike a drop of water which loses its identity when it joins the ocean,
man does not lose his being in the society in which he lives.
Man's life is independent.
He is born not for the development of the society alone, but for the development of his self too. — B.R. Ambedkar

Growing up, I kind of liked the way he (Thurman Munson) played. I didn't see much of him, but I
remember him being a leader. I remember him really standing up for his
teammates, and that really caught my eye. — Jorge Posada

I turn my head to look at him again. Immediately it gets all fuzzy with hormones.
"Um, I was, uh, I was thinking about being shaken and stirred." He looks over at me and quirks one brow. "I mean I was thinking how well you could probably shake and stir something."
Ohmigod, somebody stop me! — M. Leighton

Works of art always spring from those who have faced the danger, gone to the very end of an experience, to the point beyond which no human being can go. The further one dares to go, the more decent, the more personal, the more unique a life becomes. — Rainer Maria Rilke

It is passion that makes man live; wisdom makes one only last. — Nicolas Chamfort

Be nice to the environment. Be nice to animals. Be nice to people. If you do that, you will leave a mark on the world. — Enock Maregesi

History is often shaped by small groups of forward-looking innovators rather than by the backward-looking masses. Ten — Yuval Noah Harari

Pentecost is a celebration of God ... a celebration of God's power ... a celebration of God's desire to empower us and to dwell within us. — Mark Hart

Let Catholics build their own churches and works. — Vladimir Zhirinovsky

You have a mouth made for kissing," he murmured, angling her to face him. "Did you know that?"
She shook her head.
"So soft and generous." Leaning in, he tipped her chin with the heel of his hand. "Sweet."
"No man's ever called me sweet."
"Has any other man kissed you?"
Again, she gave a little shake of the head.
"Well, then. That's why." He brushed his lips over hers, just lightly, sending pure sensation frizzing through her veins. He hummed with satisfaction. "You taste of ripe plums."
She couldn't help it. She laughed. "Now that's just absurd."
"Why?"
"Because it's too early in the year for ripe plums."
His husky chuckle shook them both. "You're entirely too logical for your own good. A thorough kissing can mend that."
"I don't want mending."
"Perhaps not. But I think you do want kissing." He nuzzled the curve of her cheek, and his voice dropped to a sensual whisper. "Don't you?"
She did. Oh, she did. — Tessa Dare

All mankind is one volume. When one man dies, a chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language. And every chapter must be translated. God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice. But God's hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall live open to one another — John Donne

I'm not who you think I am, Abby," he said in English.
I almost smiled. It was the kind of melodramatic line people said in bad made-for-TV movies, but then I saw his eyes, bleak and distant, and I knew he was telling the truth.
"I thought you were Dante Alexander, foreign-exchange student visiting from Italy."
He shook his head slowly, sadly. "Not exactly. — Lisa Mangum

I lived in a small city on the Mississippi River across from Iowa, so I didn't have a country upbringing, but in high school we would go drink kegs in cornfields. — Lissie