Krengels Quotes & Sayings

Divorce is the sign of knowledge in our time. — William Carlos Williams

The best part really is once I'm up on the stage. — Harry Wayne Casey

When we meet others, we should not think of ourselves as superior and look down on them or pity them, but see them as the source of our happiness. — Rajiv Mehrotra

His eyes locked with mine, and my breath caught at the raw longing and hope swirling in their gray depths. "You love me?" he asked hoarsely. Two hot tears ran down my face. "Yes." His mouth claimed mine with a fierce tenderness that made my heart want to explode in my chest. — Karen Lynch

Fear has always been a diminisher of life. Whether bred in the bogs of superstition or clothed in the brocades of dogma and ritual, the specter of death has reduced the living to supplicants, powerless. — Marya Mannes

An important contribution to a much-neglected but very important subject. No other author has set out to do what Davenport accomplishes, which is a systematic study of how key representatives of America's rising tide of religion attempted a theoretical understanding of, and practical response to, America's rising tide of commerce. — Mark Noll

The bleakness of what faces us is difficult to swallow. As long as we engage in happy platitudes and a false kind of vision of the possible, it may empower you over the short term, but it is eventually, because of the reality in front of us, going to lead to despair and cynicism and apathy. It's better to swallow hard the bitter pill of what we're up against. — Chris Hedges

Devotion to God brings great delight. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Often when economic pressure is lifted, a man must pump back into himself a feeling of must. — Alex Faickney Osborn

The snakes are always against the prohibition of the poisons; and the arms traders, of the arms! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

There are peculiars all over the world," she said, "though our numbers are much diminished from what they once were. — Ransom Riggs

Light and evanescent but held together by bolts of iron — Virginia Woolf

It was a heavenly summer, the summer in which France fell and the British Expeditionary Force was evacuated from Dunkirk. Leaves were never such an intense and iridescent green; sunlight glinted on flower-studded meadows as the Germans encircled the Maginot Line and overran not only France but Belgium and Holland. Birdsong filled the air in the lull between bursts of gunfire and accompanied the fleeing refugees who blocked the roads. It was as though the weather was preparing a glorious requiem for the death of Europe. — Eva Ibbotson