Glorious Mysteries Quotes & Sayings

Thou art an eagle, thou doest belong to the sky and not to the earth, stretch forth thy wings and fly. — Paul H. Dunn

We wept, Brooklyn was a lovely place to hit. If you got a ball in the air, you had a chance to get it out. When they tore down Ebbets Field, they tore down a little piece of me. — Duke Snider

The deadweight of his body,coupled with the aches, made him remember back to a time when he'd gotten colds or flus. Same feeling. Was it possible he was getting sick?
Made him wonder if anyone had come up with a product like Dead-quil or some shit.
Probably not. — J.R. Ward

We can always stick together when we are losing, but tend to find means of breaking up when we're winning. In Grace under Pressure, by Hastie, 1984. — Thurgood Marshall

Previously, everything that I love was called
I, now it's
You. But it's the same thing. — Marina Tsvetaeva

The innkeeper
pointed between Vaughn and Sidney. "Have you two been together long?"
Sidney blinked, then gestured at Vaughn. "Him and me?" She laughed. "Oh, no. Noooo, no, no."
Vaughn smiled at Lauren, nonplussed. "In case you missed it, that would be a no. — Julie James

For the most part, I don't have a Facebook page; I don't Twitter. — Teddy Sears

Bound and helpless to do anything but moan, she gave in to the unraveling until she fell apart with a pleasure so intense it felt like dying, like the universe had ceased to exist because nothing could ever be this perfect again. — Nicolette Hugo

It is true that these mysteries are dreadful, and people have always drawn away from them. But where can we find anything sweet and glorious that would never wear this mask, the mask of the dreadful? Whoever does not, sometimes or other, give his full consent, his full and joyous consent to the dreadfulness of life, can never take possession of the unutterable abundance and power of our existence; can only walk on its edge, and one day, when the judgment is given, will have been neither alive nor dead. — Rainer Maria Rilke

Are you aware, Mr Mayor, then when casually scrying the streets of London, you stand out like a giraffe on roller skates, yes? — Kate Griffin

He wanted to say, Muriel, forgive me, but since my son died, sex has ... turned. (As milk turns; that was how he thought of it. As milk will alter its basic nature and turn sour.) I really don't think of it anymore. I honestly don't. I can't imagine anymore what all that fuss was about. Now it seems pathetic. — Anne Tyler

He grabbed for the coatrack that stood by the door, ripped the coats off it, and flung the door wide, the rack held above his head like a javelin.
On the other side of the door was Jace. He blinked. Is that a coatrack? — Cassandra Clare

Thoughts of heaven quicken our faith. Our only sure and solid foundation is the hope of heaven. The only solution to earth's mysteries, the only righter of earth's wrongs, and the only cure for worldliness, is heaven. We need an infusion of heaven into our faith and hope that will create a homesickness for that blessed place. God's home is heaven. Eternal life and all good were born there and flourish there. All life, happiness, beauty, and glory are native to the home of God. All this belongs to and awaits the heirs of God in heaven. What a glorious inheritance! — Edward McKendree Bounds