Humectation Quotes & Sayings

EAT, v.i. To perform successively (and successfully) the functions of mastication, humectation, and deglutition. — Ambrose Bierce

God wants you to always have a hunger in your heart to learn something new. — Sunday Adelaja

Try. The tiniest dream that you try to make happen, is worth more than the biggest dream you never attempt. — Shane L. Koyczan

I was born an only child in Vienna, Austria. My father found hours to sit by me by the library fire and tell fairy stories. — Hedy Lamarr

I recall hearing one of my professors in seminary say that one of the best tests of a person's theology was the effect it has on one's prayers. — John Piper

With that height, plus a face of an ugliness so transcendant as to be grotesquely beautiful, it was obvious why she had embraced a religious life
Christ was the only man from whom she might expect embrace in return. — Diana Gabaldon

The weak would never enter the kingdom of love. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

And the city would have a library, too. A great, wonderful library. Or a bookshop with a knowledgeable owner who could make sure her thirst for books was always sated. — Sarah J. Maas

If an individual wants to be a leader and isn't controversial, that means he never stood for anything. — Richard M. Nixon

Love is blue. A clear cerulean when new. A bright, bold, true blue in its glorious throes. And when it hurts, as it inevitably will, love turns deep, dark, the color of a bad bruise. — Nina Malkin

Hallelujah can barely breathe through the pain of each step. Rachel is panting from the effort of holding Hallelujah up. Still, when they get closer to the clearing, Rachel manages to call out: "Jonah! Help!"
There's a rustling noise up ahead. Twigs snapping. And then Jonah appears. His face is in shadow, but his voice is worried: "What happened?"
"I turned my ankle," Hallelujah says. "I'm okay."
"She's not okay," Rachel gasps. "She can't put weight on it. Can you carry her?"
Jonah doesn't hesitate. He wraps one arm around Hallelujah's waist, and then he scoops up her legs with the other. In a single, fluid motion, she's off the ground. She holds on to his shoulders. For a second, she thinks about how strange this is - to be held like this, to be held by Jonah. — Kathryn Holmes