Glisson Auto Quotes & Sayings

If your letters are as long as the bible, they will appear short to me. Only let them be brim full of affection. — Thomas Jefferson

If [you're asked] what you think, tell. If you have a preference, voice it. If you have a question, ask it. If you want to cry, bawl. If you need help, raise your hand and jump up and down. — Kristin Richter

I really am a firm believer that if you're going to do something musically, you really need to know what that music would have sounded like, what those instruments would have been. — John Debney

If you really want to be successful and you really want to be happy, don't have a job, have a purpose ... When you've got a purpose, the whole world is your office. — Robert Holden

If I was in Sydney, I love the beach. Even though I'm incredibly pale, I put on these terribly long unattractive rashies, and people laugh at me. My kids laugh at me. But that's what I would do. — Nicole Kidman

There's nowhere else like London. Nothing at all, anywhere. — Vivienne Westwood

I think I'd rather be heading to detention right now than to talk to him. My stomach is tied up in so many knots it could make a boy scout envious. — Colleen Hoover

Musical instruments in celebrating the praises of God would be no more suitable than the burning of incense, the lighting of lamps, and the restoration of the other shadows of the law. The Papists therefore, have foolishly borrowed, this, as well as many other things, from the Jews. Men who are fond of outward pomp may delight in that noise; but the simplicity which God recommends to us by the apostles is far more pleasing to him. Paul allows us to bless God in the public assembly of the saints, only in a known tongue (1 Corinthians 14:16) What shall we then say of chanting, which fills the ears with nothing but an empty sound? — John Calvin

There are moments in history that people should be reminded of. — James Sanborn

You're a total criminal, aren't you?" she asked, but to her surprise, she was grinning ear to ear. He shook his head. "Have I stolen your heart yet?" That stopped her cold. She blinked several times. "What?" "Don't answer," he whispered. "I won't take it until you give it freely. — Helena Hunting