Lavell Crawford Quotes & Sayings

What are murderers like? Some of them, have been thoroughly nice chaps. — Agatha Christie

Time ...
Once it's gone, it belongs to the past.
We do not hold on to the now, and
We do not treasure the future ...
We keep receiving this present, but we never open and cherish it until it is too late.
Until it comes no more. — Michelle Horst

You can love the Mexican culture, you can love your Mexican-American wife and also believe that we need to control the border. — Jeb Bush

During the past few years North East India has emerged as one of the biggest destinations for child trafficking. — Kailash Satyarthi

Collecting more taxes than is absolutely necessary is legalized robbery. — Calvin Coolidge

Though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I missed you." A humorless laugh closed his eyes. When he opened them, the redness had turned them deep mossy green.
"Sorry." Trip's own eyes welled up.
"Not like, gosh-I-wonder-what-Trip-is-doing missed you. I meant I actually started to feel like I'd survived some horrible amputation and part of me had been hacked off and lost in a haunted warzone being gnawed by the walking dead. I missed you because you were missing. I actually spent weeks trying to imagine what you were doing at any given Moment ... obsessing, really." He didn't wipe his wet cheeks. "Trip must be seeing the new Superman this weekend. I wonder if Trip's asleep. I wish I could swallow Trip's load right this second. Trip needs to stop and eat now, something not dyed or in plastic. I even went to watch the Big Dog office doors a couple of times, like the Little Match Queer, when I knew you had pages due, just to make sure, you were okay, but then you ... I dunno: vanished. — Damon Suede

Can man, the finite and sinful one, cooperate with God, the Infinite and Holy One? Yes, he can, precisely because God Himself has become man, become body, and here (in the liturgy), again and again, he comes through his body to us who live in the body. — Pope Benedict XVI

The years lay spread out before her, spacious untouched canvases on which she was presently going to paint the picture of her life. It was to be a very beautiful picture, she said to herself with an extraordinary feeling of proud confidence; not beautiful because of any gifts or skill of hers, for never was a woman more giftless, but because of all the untiring little touches, the ceaseless care for detail, the patient painting out of mistakes; and every touch and every detail was going to be aglow with the bright colours of happiness. — Elizabeth Von Arnim

There is such a thing as the impression of luminosity. — Ludwig Wittgenstein