Kegunaan Statistik Quotes & Sayings

Submerge, bitch. — Abigail Roux

Our divine perfection - not registered by the physical eye but only by the heart's knowing - is who we truly are. Our mortal imperfections - registered by the physical senses - are not who we truly are. Yet we keep trying, in love, to find each other's perfection within the world of imperfection. And it simply is not there. — Marianne Williamson

I've heard it said that children born to stressful times never shake the air of woe ... — Kate Morton

Being a Christian is more like having your soul possessed by a spirit than having your mind clothed with new beliefs ... It is like being haunted by the Holy Ghost. — Peter Kreeft

Fear is finding fault with the future. — Ajahn Brahm

We are lost, but other animals point to the right road. They are the right road. — John Zerzan

Much of your strength as a woman can come from the resolve to replenish and fill your own well and essence first, before taking care of others. — Miranda J. Barrett

He was here. Nice to have someone to hold my hand in the end.
"Valkyrie, I need to lift you. This is going to hurt." His arms slid underneath my body.
I screamed. Almost gone. I struggled. Needed to tell him not to worry. It wasn't his fault. Don't bother trying to save me. Hurts too much.
"What is it, Valkyrie? You have to stop struggling." His head hovered above my mouth.
"There's nothing... left to save. — Amanda Carlson

Yeah, we'll be retreating from now on. Giving ground, instead of taking it. It'll be like this today - losing fights, draws. Stalemates and worse." He raised his feverish eyes toward the ceiling of the little metal housing unit, face wild with passion and misery. "But, by God, we'll give them a run for their money. All the way back! Every inch! — Philip K. Dick

Inside Bag End, Bilbo and Gandalf were sitting at the open window of a small room looking out west on to the garden. The late afternoon was bright and peaceful. The flowers glowed red and golden: snap-dragons and sunflowers, and nasturtians trailing all over the turf walls and peeping in at the round windows. — J.R.R. Tolkien

A writer needs loneliness, and he gets his share of it. He needs love, and he gets shared and also unshared love. He needs friendship. In fact, he needs the universe. To be a writer is, in a sense, to be a day-dreamer - to be living a kind of double life. — Jorge Luis Borges

I love you, Lilli. So much I'm dizzy with it. — Susan Fanetti