Hayato Furinji Quotes & Sayings

All three synoptic Gospels record the transfiguration, but only Matthew's account supplies the detail that the three disciples fell facedown to the ground. I am convinced that the people of God miss many appropriate opportunities to fall facedown to the ground, not in an emotional frenzy but in complete awe of God. Oftentimes we don't have a clue who we're dealing with. I believe one of Jesus' chief reasons for transfiguring Himself before the three disciples was to say, I am not like you. This is just a glimpse of who I am. — Beth Moore

It's always good to walk in a room and know everybody kind of looks up to you because I guess I've earned it. — Ace Frehley

There was a time when the only thing I liked about sex was the cigarette after. Then I grew up and gave up smoking. — Chloe Thurlow

Trying to force something is the best way to stop it happening. — Idries Shah

But I didn't hold up my end of the bargain." He takes another drink. It looks so natural when he does it. "What bargain?" "To do bad things," I say seriously. When your life is as controlled as mine, you need to plan these things. Tonight is supposed to be the night. — Skye Warren

What defines us is not how we fall but how we land. — Pam Godwin

All the dark, intricate, puzzling providences at which we were sometimes so offended ... we shall [one day] see to be to us, as the difficult passage through the wilderness was to Israel, "the right way to the city of habitation". — John Flavel

It is not realistic, maybe ... but art doesn't have to be realistic. Romeo and Juliet is not realistic, but it is true ... it shows the essence of falling in love. — Jan Harlan

For if in careless summer days
In groves of Ashtaroth we whored,
Repentant now, when winds blow cold,
We kneel before our rightful lord;
The lord of all, the money-god,
Who rules us blood and hand and brain,
Who gives the roof that stops the wind,
And, giving, takes away again;
Who spies with jealous, watchful care,
Our thoughts, our dreams, our secret ways,
Who picks our words and cuts our clothes,
And maps the pattern of our days;
Who chills our anger, curbs our hope,
And buys our lives and pays with toys,
Who claims as tribute broken faith,
Accepted insults, muted joys;
Who binds with chains the poet's wit,
The navvy's strength, the soldier's pride,
And lays the sleek, estranging shield
Between the lover and his bride. — George Orwell

When you start to try to understand everything in terms of words, the understanding of the words becomes the experience, and the experience gets lost. — Fred Alan Wolf

In the process of trying to steady my gait in a life that shook with
uncertainty, I learned to make peace with the present by unknowingly
breaking love lines to the past. Growing up in a landscape of
improvised dreams and abstract national longings, everything felt
temporary to me. — Susan Abulhawa

And the anger began to ferment. — John Steinbeck