Kerria Flower Quotes & Sayings

I thought I was going to lose you, she sent.
Never. We shall never be separated. — Melissa De La Cruz

Crime and religion are the only two things that people are willing to both die for and kill over. — Sam Sykes

Men were as plentiful as salmon, but a best friend was a freshwater pearl. — Colleen Coble

I love the image of the Holy Spirit enfolding the world in her wings, caring for it the way that a mother holds her baby close. — Tim Muldoon

I could drink until my problems seemed compact and pretty, something I could admire. — Emma Cline

The source of all life and knowledge is in # man and # woman , and the source of all living is in the interchange and the meeting and mingling of these two: man-life and woman-life, man-knowledge and woman-knowledge , man-being and woman-being. — D.H. Lawrence

Doing something the right way is something I take pride in. — Frank Thomas

The body is only a garment. How many times you have changed your clothing in this life, yet because of this you would not say that you have changed. — Bill Guggenheim, Judy Guggenheim

If I have to speak in public, I am terrified. — Kirk Douglas

Sometimes you need a B-2 bomber and sometimes you need your mother. — P. J. O'Rourke

Golf is the Lord's punishment for man's sins. — James Reston Jr.

What the result means is that the Franco-German axis is in serious trouble. It's the end of a phase which began in 2002. — Bill Vaughan

Time is the reef upon which all our mystic ships are wrecked. — Noel Coward

Between God and Me there is no 'Between'. — Meister Eckhart

There is no evil in sorrow. True, it is not an essential good, a good in itself, like love; but it will mingle with any good thing, and is even so allied to good that it will open the door of the heart for any good. More of sorrowful than of joyful men are always standing about the everlasting doors that open into the presence of the Most High. (...) I repeat, a man in sorrow is in general far nearer God than a man in joy. Gladness may make a man forget his thanksgiving; misery drives him to his prayers. For we are not yet, we are only becoming. The endless day will at length dawn whose every throbbing moment will heave our hearts Godward — George MacDonald