Lenira Enterprises Quotes & Sayings

Sometimes, out of bitterness, the years distill forgiveness. — Myrtle Reed

The call of God is what gets you out of bed everyday, not a burden for something. — Tommy Barnett

The library furnished our dreams, helped us shape our ambitions, made up people of books and ideas and grand designs. — Anne Rice

One should hallow all that one does in one's natural life. One eats in holiness, tastes the taste of food in holiness, and the table becomes an altar. One works in holiness, and raises up the sparks which hide themselves in all tools. One walks in holiness across the fields, and the soft songs of all herbs, which they voice to God, enter into the song of our soul. — Martin Buber

The beauty of existence is a passionate sacred-life. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Take others with you, then," I say.
"Jagen isn't your best friend, either."
"No, but I am," Toraf says, swimming up
to us. — Anna Banks

They have been subdivided in many ways, they have borne countless different names, and their relative numbers, as well as their attitude towards one another, have varied from age to age: but the essential structure of society has never altered. Even after enormous upheavals and seemingly irrevocable changes, the same pattern has always reasserted itself, just as a gyroscope will always return to equilibrium, however far it is pushed one way or the other. The aims of these three groups are entirely irreconcilable. . . . — George Orwell

It is impossible to divide the interest of a country and a company that works on its soil. — Vagit Alekperov

Most Americans have little idea of how far our nation's worldwide standing had fallen by the end of the Bush administration; no matter how bad you thought it had gotten, it was worse. — Thomas P.M. Barnett

I took the dog out for a walk tonight, and together we wandered across the meadow next door. It was a warm summer's night, dark, and moonless. There were a handful of fireflies flickering intermittently, some so close to me I could see they were burning green as they flew, and some further away, who seemed to be flashing white.
And in the sky above them a continual roil of distant summer lightning (the storm distant enough that it was silent) burned and flashed and illuminated the clouds. It seemed as if the lightning bugs were talking to the lightning, in a perfect call and response of flash and counterflash. I watched the sky and the meadow flash and flash while the dog walked ahead of me, and realised that I was perfectly happy ... — Neil Gaiman

This is the hope, not horror — A.C. Gaughen

I was not born to wait. — Gwenda Bond

Crystal Lil, her door propped open, sits in front of the television with a pan in her lap, a brown bag at her feet. She — Katherine Dunn