Grgasha Quotes & Sayings

Laughter can bring a new perspective. — Christopher Durang

I've realized the quirky things that make you different are what make you beautiful — Lily Collins

I picked up the nearest weapon I could lay my hands on: a stapler. I lifted it, going for "menacing." I admit it lacked a certain elegance, but hey. It was worth a shot. David placed his hand on my arm and pushed it back down.
"What?"
"Just ... that's embarrassing for all of us," he replied. — Rachel Hawkins

And while I'm at it, I'll find out what's wrong with your sister, too. — Suzanne Young

Another religious fanatic to whom facts and reality took second place to dogma. — Peter F. Hamilton

You cannot be the hands and feet of Jesus if you're sitting on your butt. — Mark Batterson

More people have been killed by totalitarian regimes, during times of peace, than in all the wars in the world combined. — John Ringo

I worked in a bookstore in Oslo, importing the English-language books. — Per Petterson

Justice [Sandra Day] O'Connor also brought balance to our highest court; most recently, as been repeated many times, when she cautioned about how war doesn't give a blank check. — Joe Biden

When I worked with various healers of one kind or another, very often what came up was that there was an "inner" person who was controlling what was going on in the life of the "outer" person, who thinks he's in control of his life. That inner person has a vested interest in keeping the person from getting well, so the healing doesn't take place. — Fred Alan Wolf

I choose all over to keep believin'. All along I know Jesus could maybe be just come fairy tale, and I could be just one big fool. I choose anyway.' He turned away from his inward images and returned to the blackness of the world around him. 'It ain't no easy thing. — Karl Marlantes

Many more things would be accomplished if we didn't consider them impossible. — Vince Lombardi

Allow the artist to finish the piece of work before you critique it. — Meshell Ndegeocello

ghosts don't simply haunt you, they speak in whispers of doubt. — Joe Hart

This one," he said, "is for my wife."
With a pointed glance, Gideon signaled the band to start. An instantly recognizable bass beat ratcheted up my pulse.
"Lifehouse!" Shawny crowed, clapping her hands. "I love them!"
"He's calling you his wife already!" Megumi yelled, leaning toward me. "How freaking' lucky are you?"
I didn't glance at her. I couldn't. My attention was riveted on Gideon as he looked directly at me and sang, telling me in a lusciously raspy voice that he was desperate for change and starving for truth.
He was answering my song.
My eyes burned even as my heart began to beat with a different rhythm. Had I thought he'd be unemotional? My Good, he was killing me, baring his soul in the rough timbre of his voice.
"Holy fuck," Cary said, his eyes on the stage. "The man can sing."
I was hanging by a moment, too, hanging on to every word, hearing his message about chasing after me and falling more in love. — Sylvia Day