Jaaliyah Quotes & Sayings

The question is, How can you see the divine intersection of all that shapes and marks your existence, whether it be the heart-wrenching tragedies that wound you or the ecstasy of a great delight that brings laughter to your soul? How can you meet God in all your appointments and your disappointments? How can you recognize that he has a purpose, even when all around seems senseless, if not hopeless? Will there be a last gasp that whispers in one word a conclusion that redefines everything? If so, is it possible to borrow from that word to enrich the now? Can we really see, even a little, the patterned convergence of everything into some grand design? — Ravi Zacharias

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always. — Jenny Han

Politics is organized hatred, that is unity. — John Jay Chapman

One of the problems with a candidate like Bob Kennedy, and his brother before him, was that people assumed they didn't need contributions. — Pierre Salinger

Theater has always been something that I've had an interest in, but I was never a devoted fanatic theater-goer. — Michael Riedel

As the final computerized decade of the twentieth century came into view, time itself seemed to speed up and compress into smaller and smaller bytes, leaving less and less time over the breakfast table to ruminate on the fascinating aboriginal lore from the Australian outback or on the clandestine Israeli airlift of Ethiopian Jews out of southern Sudan. Readers preferred news that affected their own lives and they wanted it now. Leisure time was a luxury that fewer and fewer times subscribers enjoyed. — Dennis McDougal

Don't kill me because I'm gay,
pray for me for it is God who created me. — Ocean Crisstopher Poet

If television encouraged us to work as much as it encourages us to do everything else, we could better afford to buy more of everything it advertises. — Cullen Hightower

At night ... the streets become rhythmical perspectives of glowing dotted lines, reflections hung upon them in the streets as the wistaria hangs its violet racemes on its trellis. The buildings are shimmering verticality, a gossamer veil, a festive scene-prop hanging there against the black sky to dazzle, entertain, amaze. — Frank Lloyd Wright