Hadassah Magazine Quotes & Sayings

I don't know any skinny people who bully fat people. I just know skinny people who use fat people for rides. — Felipe Esparza

Truly, if faith is there, the believer cannot hold back ... he breaks out into good works. — Martin Luther

Whatever the question, love is the answer. — Wayne Dyer

Between a gasp and a sigh, a life can change forever. — Tim Lebbon

Every imperial agent wants to reduce what is possible to what is available. — Walter Brueggemann

In describing the ways that religious and other types of communities appropriate and understand their histories, among both fundamentalists and non-fundamentalists, the sociologist Anthony Giddens utilizes the term "reflexivity" and states that it is the characteristic of "all human action." Reflexivity takes place when individuals and/or communities utilize their perceptions of their histories as a way of guiding their present and future actions. For Giddens, tradition is a means of "handling time and space, which asserts any particular activity or experience with the community of past, present, and future, these in turn being structured by recurrent social practices." In light of this, tradition is a set of entities which religious communities and cultures continually reconstruct within certain parameters. Religions are not completely static in that almost every new generation reinvents the religious and cultural inheritance from the generations that preceded it. — Jon Armajani

You cannot be really first-rate at your work if your work is all you are. — Anna Quindlen

This wasn't the first time I'd woken up as a captive. It wasn't even the second. I so needed to reevaluate my life choices. — Jeaniene Frost

Only when man cornered,
potential forced to appear. — Toba Beta

They weren't just people. And they weren't strangers. They were my neighbors. And I didn't know how to help them. — Hannah Brencher

I was desperate. I had to keep Annabeth alive. I imagined all the bubbles in the sea - always churning, rising. I imagined them coming together, being pulled toward me. The sea obeyed. There was a flurry of white, a tickling sensation all around me, and when my vision cleared, Annabeth and I had a huge bubble of air around us. Only our legs stuck into the water. She gasped and coughed. Her whole body shuddered, but when she looked at me, I knew the spell had been broken. She started to sob - I mean horrible, heartbroken sobbing. She put her head on my shoulder and I held her. — Rick Riordan