Harridan Tyranid Quotes & Sayings
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I liken an affair to the shattering of a Waterford crystal vase. You can glue it back together, but it will never be the same again. — John M. Gottman

Jesus showed patience and love to all who came to Him seeking relief for their physical, emotional, or spiritual illnesses and who felt discouraged and downtrodden. — Ulisses Soares

Strange as it may seem, there is nothing in which a young and beautiful female appears to more advantage than in the art of smoking. — Herman Melville

Don't touch the ark of God! It is the God of Israel who is wounding people with regards to their sin. Do NOT comfort the soul that God is breaking. — Paul Washer

There are some things too dreadful to be revealed, and it is even more dreadful how, in spite of our better instincts,we long to know about them. — Barbara Pym

The reflection, the verisimilitude, of life that shines in the fleshly cells from the soul source is the only cause of man's attachment to his body; obviously he would not pay solicitous homage to a clod of clay. A human being falsely identifies himself with his physical form because the life currents from the soul are breath-conveyed into the flesh with such intense power that man mistakes the effect for a cause, and idolatrously imagines the body to have life of its own. — Paramahansa Yogananda

It was while helping others to be free that I gained my own freedom. — Anais Nin

If you have drive and energy, everything is possible. — Maelle Gavet

Before the days of factories and machinery, all forms of work were literally manual labour, and all the world over the labourer, obeying a primitive instinct, sang at his toil: the harvester with his sickle, the weaver at the loom, the spinner at the wheel. Long after machinery had driven the labour-song from the land it survived at sea in the form of shanties, since all work aboard a sailing vessel was performed by hand. — Richard Runciman Terry

hay gold dusk of late spring, — Dean Bakopoulos