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Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Tarryn Fisher

Where we're from is in us - in our marrow. You can put us anywhere else in the world, but we carry our origin with us everywhere we go. If he's right, I'll never fucking get away. — Tarryn Fisher

Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Charles Bukowski

She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something. — Charles Bukowski

Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Neale Donald Walsch

Your light is seen, your heart is known, your soul is cherished by more people than you might imagine. If you knew how many others have been touched in wonderful ways by you, you would be astonished. If you knew how many people feel so much for you, you would be shocked. You are far more wonderful than you think you are. Rest with that. Rest easy with that. Breathe again. You are doing fine. More than fine. Better than fine. You're doin' great. So relax. And love yourself today. — Neale Donald Walsch

Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Henry Fielding

The raillery which is consistent with good-breeding is a gentle animadversion of some foible, which, while it raises the laugh in the rest of the company, doth not put the person rallied out of countenance, or expose him to shame or contempt. On the contrary, the jest should be so delicate that the object of it should be capable of joining in the mirth it occasions. — Henry Fielding

Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Nirmala Srivastava

Saintly people not only are responsible for themselves, but for everyone. — Nirmala Srivastava

Kerkhoff Auctions Quotes By Rhonda Riley

I tried to turn my heart to the living, to the place I was, but putting seed in land not owned by me or my family seemed alien. The sandy, gray-white soil looked like dirty beach sand, not fit for growing anything. It smelled like dust. Yet weeds and trees and wildflowers grew along the roads. When we drove into town, we passed dense, impenetrable woods and fields of corn, peas, and peppers. Such new combinations of seemingly poor soil and happy flora puzzled me. Everywhere I went, I picked up the dirt, examining it for clues. Bringing anything out of such soil would require a whole new language on my part. I imagined there must be something richer and darker under the gray sand, or some trick the farmers all knew. Trick or no trick, what I had always been able to do well now seemed inaccessible. Still, I searched the yard around our house for the best spot to plant my fall garden. — Rhonda Riley