Infancia Misionera Quotes & Sayings

Inside it he inscribed a few lines of poetry, portraying us as the gypsy and the fool, one creating silence; one listening closely to the silence. In the clanging twirl of our lives, these roles would reverse many times — Patti Smith

The Aether flowed, corded and angry, giving the night a blue, marbled glow. After the storm, the calm skies had only held for a day. Now there was little difference between day and night anymore. Days were darkened by clouds and the blue cast of Aether. Nights were brightened by the same. They flowed together, the edges blurring into an endless day. An ever night. — Veronica Rossi

Erotic Romance is a complete women thing.. by the women for the women.. Men don't even have an idea where women's imaginations can reach..! — Himmilicious

I'll be your crying shoulder, I'll be love's suicide, I'll be better when I'm older, I'll be the greatest fan of your life. — Edwin McCain

The bottom line is: You are in control of your reactions to things and how you view things. — Mary Lambert

People need to wake up and realize that life doesn't wait for you. If you want something, get up and go after it. — Robert Kiyosaki

I will give up troops gladly as long as I know that they will be used in the right place to bring victory. — Erich Ludendorff

The best thing in life is to go ahead with all your plans and your dreams, to embrace life and to live everyday with passion, to lose and still keep the faith and to win while being grateful. All of this because the world belongs to those who dare to go after what they want. And because life is really too short to be insignificant. — Charlie Chaplin

We attempt to worship God apart from the power of the Holy Spirit. We trust in our own wisdom, plans, creativity, and skill. We forget that worship of the triune God includes the Holy Spirit. — Bob Kauflin

He wanted to hide from himself, as though he were trying to run away from himself! Yes! It was really so.One may say more: Mr. Golyadkin did not want only to run away from himself, but to be obliterated, to cease to be, to return to dust — Fyodor Dostoyevsky