Howard Schnellenberger Quotes & Sayings

God is love. His plan for creation can only be rooted in love. Does not that simple thought, rather than erudite reasoning, offer solace to the human heart? — Paramahansa Yogananda

Gaylord Perry and Willie McCovey should know each other like a book. They've been ex-teammates for years now. — Jerry Coleman

I get really tired of getting painted up all the time. Basically, I'm a bum. — Morgan Fairchild

The heart of compassion is the germ of benevolence; the heart of shame, of dutifulness; the heart of courtesy and modesty, of observance of the rites; the heart of right and wrong, of wisdom. Man has these four germs just as he has four limbs. For a man possessing these four germs to deny his own potentialities is for him to cripple himself. — Mencius

I like to take a character and develop it. — Alison Lohman

I'm afraid I might make a fool of myself over him. I'm not even sure he would notice if I did. — Courtney Milan

The human victims of WMDs, we'll see time and again, are held to a far higher standard of evidence than the algorithms themselves. — Cathy O'Neil

Could we possible manage the next phase of human history without first dealing with this penchant for dehumanizing the adversary? — Carl Sagan

Religion is only in the service of the people; it is not in the rosary and the prayer-carpet. — Saadi

This sentence pinned itself to my memory like moon pinned to the night sky - sometimes whole in sight, sometimes crescent, sometimes behind the clouds, but assuredly there, always there. — Ashfaq Saraf

A treasure does not always contribute to the political security of its possessors. It rather invites attack, and very seldom is faithfully applied to the purpose for which it was destined. — Jean-Baptiste Say

It came to him that he had turned away from the buffalo not because of a womanish nausea at blood and stench and spilling gut; it came to him that he had sickened and turned away because of his shock at seeing the buffalo, a few moments before proud and noble and full of the dignity of life, now stark and helpless, a length of inert meat, divested of itself, or his notion of its self, swinging grotesquely, mockingly, before him. It was not itself; or it was not that self that he had imagined it to be. That self was murdered; and in that murder he had felt the destruction of something within him, and he had not been able to face it. So he had turned away. — John Edward Williams