Gretener Quotes & Sayings

Don't work too hard. Try to maintain balance. Don't make work your whole life. — Bronnie Ware

When I hear myself singing, I hear Iggy Pop and Jimi Hendrix. There's a conversational thing going on. I suppose it depends on which The Pretenders song you're listening to. — Chrissie Hynde

You obey not to get God's attention, but because you have been the object of his attention since before the world began. — Paul David Tripp

He and Cease were united by karmic connections so essential to our mutual inner balance that the endless differences of our minds are a constant amusement to us both — David James Duncan

I take it upon myself to get motivated. I know when I have a bad game. It's something I think about myself when it happens, and I don't need someone to tell me I didn't do this or didn't do that. — Ed Belfour

Once again I saw that incredulous question, that dawning hope: We are not alone, then? We have brothers in other places? We have friends we never knew? — Brother Andrew

We become like those pious people who, over time, accumulate a sense of their own virtuousness so powerful as to make them believe the bad things they do are virtuous too. — Jordan Ellenberg

Message fifty-nine. Almost two months. I've never been so empty in my life. You took my soul with you. You took my heart. I'm this empty shell who goes through the motions every day, waiting for you to call me. Waiting until you answer my calls. I never imagined a life like this, but without you, I can't imagine life. You are my life. You were what was missing in my life. I was searching so hard for something to make me feel whole. I found that with you. You lit up my world and made everything so damn bright and exciting. But now you're gone, and I'm in a dark place, waiting. Needing to hear you. To touch you, To ... — Abbi Glines

And meteorologists have nothing to tell people in Philo, who know perfectly well that the real story is that to the west, between us and the Rockies, there is basically nothing tall, and that weird zephyrs and stirs joined breezes and gusts and thermals and downdrafts and whatever out over Nebraska and Kansas and moved like streams into rivers and jets at and military fronts that gathered like avalanches and roared in reverse down pioneer oxtrails, toward our own personal unsheltered asses. — David Foster Wallace