Lavishes Reviews Quotes & Sayings

I'll tell you what I see, and at no charge. You know much of war, you carry its spirit stabbed deep inside you, just as he up there has the steel within him. Just as deeply buried, just as hard and unyielding to all the softer things you are and want and own to. And just as bitter in its wounding. You think you'll be free of it one day; you carry it as if the wound will someday heal. But for you, just as for him, there will be no healing."
"Wow." Ringil reached up left-handed and tapped the pommel of the Ravensfriend with his fingers. "Nice guesses. I'm sorry, Granny. It's still no sale. — Richard K. Morgan

Vibrations are nothing but Divine Love. — Nirmala Srivastava

Brother John and I had our ears glued to the radio. It was a Sunday afternoon in early December 1941, and our football Giants were getting pounded by the Brooklyn Dodgers, an NFL team that played from 1930 to 1943 in Ebbets Field, a faraway ballpark I'd never seen. So far as I was concerned, Brooklyn was on the other side of the moon. The Polo — Ralph Branca

I'll offer you the possibility that I'm wrong only if I'm fairly sure I'm right. — Anonymous

'Terrible' is not a word I would use in shooting romantic scenes with Scott Speedman. — Jessy Schram

We are told that Sin consists in acting contrary to God's commands, but we are also told that God is omnipotent ... This leads to frightful results ... The British State considers it the duty of an Englishman to kill people who are not English whenever a collection of elderly gentlemen in Westminster tells him to do so ... Church and State are placable enemies of both intelligence and virtue. — Bertrand Russell

In short, I do not write for mathematicians, nor as a mathematician, but as an economist wishing to convince other economists that their science can only be satisfactorily treated on an explicitly mathematical basis. — William Stanley Jevons

As children of the Lord we should strive every day to rise to a higher level of personal righteousness in all of our actions. — James E. Faust

And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain. — Kahlil Gibran

Leopold did not have to touch it to know to whom it belonged. It was as familiar as his own palm. It was his rosary, lost when he fell from the train. He closed his eyes. Look how far I have fallen, my Lord . . . He remembered Bernard so bowed by sorrow, so stricken by grief. Over me . . . a traitor. — James Rollins