Krimpen Aan Quotes & Sayings

It is part of the formidableness of a genuine mass movement that the self-sacrifice it promotes includes also a sacrifice of some of the moral sense, which cramps and restrains our nature. — Eric Hoffer

They say the eyes are the window to the soul. — Wendy Mass

She's saying she used to hide her feet between his legs. Feet icy as cold stones, and that he warmed them, like bread baking in the oven. She says he nibbled her feet saying they were like golden loaves from the oven. And that she slept cuddled close to him, inside his skin, lost in nothingness as she felt her flesh part like a furrow turned by a plow first burning, then warm and gentle thrusting against her soft flesh, deeper, deeper until she cried out ... What shall I do now with my lips without his lips to cover them? What shall become of my poor lips? — Juan Rulfo

A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down. — John Wolcot

There's no reason why I should retire. — Rod Stewart

He had been a mere man railing at a condition, but now he was out of it and could see that it had been very proper and just. It had been necessary for him to swallow swords that he might have a better throat for grapes. — Stephen Crane

The principles on which we engaged, of which the charter of our independence is the record, were sanctioned by the laws of our being, and we but obeyed them in pursuing undeviatingly the course they called for. It issued finally in that inestimable state of freedom which alone can ensure to man the enjoyment of his equal rights. — Thomas Jefferson

Believe none of what you hear, and only half of what you see. — Benjamin Franklin

Look at his face. I bet his cornflakes try to crawl out of the bowl. — Dylan Moran

The dining hall in our section of campus was like something out of an Ayn Rand novel: big, utilitarian, and impersonal. — Kirstie Collins Brote

Our work for God is to flow from loving God; thus, we work with Him instead of for Him. — Mike Bickle

She slapped a few slices of bacon on the heated griddle. Sizzling started immediately and the scent of rising coconut cake mingled with the smoky salt of bacon. "Heaven." She buttered day-old baguettes to toast, then cracked a few eggs for breakfast sandwiches. "Now some cheese. Brie? Emmental? Mmm, smoky onion cheddar. — Amy E. Reichert

When one of us tells the truth, he makes it easier for all of us to open our hearts to our pain and that of others. — Mary Pipher

Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer. — Oscar Wilde