Legear Terleg Quotes & Sayings

I just couldn't stand school. If I went, I'd skip after the first class. I didn't like to be told I had to study and had to do homework. There's a fact that you have to want to learn. — Randy Travis

I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt. — Richard Linklater

One can't predict the weather more than a few days in advance. — Stephen Hawking

My scars tell a story. They are a reminder of times when life tried to break me, but failed. They are markings of where the structure of my character was welded. — Steve Maraboli

The Dominican Republic is my holy land, my Mecca. — Raquel Cepeda

The sin of bad theology has been precisely this - to set Christ up against man, and to regard all flesh and blood men as "not-Christ." Indeed to assume that many men, whole classes of men, nations, races, are in fact "anti-Christ." To divide men arbitrarily according to their conformity to our own limited disincarnate mental Christ, and to decide on this basis that most men are "anti-Christ" - this shows up our theology. At such a moment, we have to question not mankind, but our theology. A theology that ends in lovelessness cannot be Christian. — Thomas Merton

Man takes great pains to heap up riches, and they are like heaps of manure in the furrows of the field, good for nothing unless they be spread. — Matthew Henry

Since social media has become so big, body image has taken a downward spiral. Especially in surfing, because we're in bikinis all day, we're really critiqued. After a competition, social media will just be talking about who looked better in a bikini instead of who surfed better. It's not even about the results anymore, so much is body. And that's really frustrating at times. — Coco Ho

Bastard," she murmured, and kissed him. Her mouth was soft and warm, and he bit back a groan. His body went still - his entire world went still - at that whisper of a kiss, the answer to a question he'd asked for centuries. He realized he was staring only when she withdrew slightly. His fingers tightened at her waist. "Again," he breathed. She slid out of his grip. "If we live through tomorrow, you'll get the rest." He didn't know whether to laugh or roar. "Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?" She smiled at last. And damn if it didn't kill him, the quiet joy in her face. — Sarah J. Maas

For a young band about to make a record, make sure you get the vocals right. — Jerry Harrison