Glhrs Quotes & Sayings

What are the things that you can't see that are important? I would say justice, truth, humility, service, compassion, love ... They're the guiding lights of a life. — Jimmy Carter

It's not goodbye, little dhampir. I'll see you in your dreams. — Richelle Mead

Customers don't expect you to be perfect. They do expect you to fix things when they go wrong. — Don Porter

Darkness isn't the matter from which the Antichrist was formed, but intelligence. Foreknowledge. — Andrew Pyper

I loved to get all dusty and ride horses and plant potatoes and cotton. — Dorothy Malone

Don't be afraid," Elisha answered, "We have more on our side than they have on theirs." (2 Kings 6:15 GNT) — Shirley Corder

The Tea Party is an organic, spontaneous movement that rose up in opposition to to the Pelosi-Reid-Obama agenda. — Michele Bachmann

In phrases as brief as a breath worldly wisdom concentrates. — Willis Regier

The values that reside in art are anarchic, they are every man's loves and hates and his momentary divine revelation. — Ben Shahn

I've always been very involved in anything that had to do with lung disease or cancer. — Loni Anderson

What?" I ask.
He looks startled out of his thoughts. "What do you mean what?"

"I mean, just then," I say, "that look on your face. What were you thinking about?"

"I was thinking...that if I were going to kiss you, now would be a good time. Fireworks and all. Typical songwriter, always looking for poetic parallels. — Emery Lord

Today's society is wanting in such a way that Honor, Integrity, Trust, Compassion, Empathy are left for the homeless and their pets. — Solange Nicole

I think it is all a matter of love ... — Vladimir Nabokov

I had a place to go to university; I was going to study history. I was in New York doing 'Arcadia,' and I suddenly thought, 'It feels a bit weird to go from a New York stage to Manchester University.' It didn't quite feel right. — Bel Powley

[ ... ] Deep within, her female organs began to contract and release. She felt the path of his seed and now in her mind she could see a golden trail. How was this even possible? Dear God, how was any of this even possible?
Now she could see the chrysalis of her genetic material, a bright burning light at the end of a tunnel. The imagery made her smile then laugh. She could see his sperm, like lightning [ ... ] If his DNA wanted to make a child, why wouldn't it move at an accelerated rate?
She felt the moment when her egg received his sperm and their child began all the fantastic portentous crazy cell replications. [ ... ] — Caris Roane