Lensed Quotes & Sayings

When we're not together, I want to be. When we're not touching, I hold out hope for just the slightest, accidental graze. You're all I think about and it's because my whole world is falling for you. Hard. — Georgia Cates

God doesn't give us just enough. God gives us more than enough: more bread and fish than we can eat, more love than we dared to ask for. — Henri Nouwen

I'm a stranger behind the same set of eyes that the girl in the photo holds. — Amanda Steele

When we teach a child patience we offer them the gift of a dignified life. — Allan Lokos

The best way not to find the bed too cold is to go to bed colder than the bed is. — Carlo Borromeo

If it brings me to my knees, it's a bad religion — Frank Ocean

It is always our inabilities that vex us. — Joseph Joubert

I'd had people say, 'You'll enjoy being famous for a week, and you'll never enjoy it again'. But I don't think I had that week. I may have been working and missed that moment. — Matt Damon

The word of God directs us in our work and way, and a dark place indeed the world would be without it. The commandment is a lamp kept burning with the oil of the Spirit, as a light to direct us in the choice of our way, and the steps we take in that way. — Matthew Henry

Dally was so real he scared me. — S.E. Hinton

Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live. — Irving Layton

I have the window seat. In the two seats beside me are two old ladies, old women, each with a knitted cardigan, each with yellowy-white hair and thick-lensed glasses with a chain for around the neck, each with a desiccated mouth lipsticked bright red with bravado... They seem to me amazingly carefree. They have saved up for this trip and they are damn well going to enjoy it, despite the arthritis of one, the swollen legs of the other. They're rambunctious, they're full of beans; they're tough as thirteen, they're innocent and dirty, they don't give a hoot. Responsibilities have fallen away from them, obligations, old hates and grievances; now for a short while they can play again like children, but this time without the pain. — Margaret Atwood

Surely, he was all real things to us: our blue-striped unicorn, our double-lensed burning glass, our consultant genius, our portable conscience, our supercargo and our one full poet. — J.D. Salinger

Every wise man lives in an observatory. — Augustus William Hare

My mind is in the gutter so often, I have an assigned parking spot. — Duncan Spencer