Lexy Quotes & Sayings

Where power beckoned the strongest of men to come and lay hold to its glory, there would always be greed and war. — Lexy Timms

The mega-strategy of Jesus: make disciples. — David Platt

Every time Dani said his name I felt like she was tugging at a thread I wasn't ready to unravel yet. Or maybe that thread was me. "Can we not talk about him?" I said. "Like, ever again?" "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear you say that," she sighed. "So anyway, you think you're ready to join the rest of the world today?" I lowered my voice. "You think this prison sentence is self-imposed? My mom freaked out about how long I was asleep and now she's got me on lock down to keep me from — Laekan Zea Kemp

Lexy had images of running through the neighborhood in the dark, her ripped pajamas flapping behind her and frantically chasing her dog while neighbors peered through their windows at the crazy lady. — Leighann Dobbs

I work in fashion because the world is such a heavy place that I need to be in this industry that fights for five hours to get a dress. — Kelly Cutrone

All this to say: I am forty-three years old. I may yet live another forty. What do I do with those years? How do I fill them without Lexy? When I come to tell the story of my life, there will be a line, creased and blurred and soft with age, where she stops. If I win the lottery, if I father a child, if I lose the use of my legs, it will be after she has finished knowing me. "When I get to Heaven", my grandmother used to say, widowed at thirty-nine, "your grandfather won't even recognize me. — Carolyn Parkhurst

Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body, Yet no man hath ever seen a soul. — Rumi

I'd never pondered the bourgeois implications of an earplug. — Jonathan Lethem

It's very important to have a good song - one where you can strip away all the production and just play it on guitar or at the piano. It has to hold its own. That's why I've put videos online with acoustic versions of my songs, so you can hear them in their original form. — Lights

But if Satan speaks sometimes, God keep silent, always. We have to find the answers alone. — Rene Barjavel

I have heard that sometimes when a person has an operation to transplant someone else's heart or liver or kidney into his body, his tastes in foods change, or his favorite colors, as if the organ has brought with it some memory of its life before, as if it holds within it a whole past that must find a place within its new host. This is the way I carry Lexy inside me. Since the moment she took up residency within me, she has lent her own color to the way I see and hear and taste, so that by now I can barely distinguish between the world as it seemed before and the way it seems now. I cannot say what air tasted like before I knew her or how the city smelled as I walked its streets at night. I have only one tongue in my head and one pair of eyes, and I stopped being able to trust them a long time ago. — Carolyn Parkhurst

Christians should be like a flower store: the odor of sanctity should betray them wherever they are. — Henry Ward Beecher

Because if being a badass was easy everyone would do it
Lexy of Ankh
(The Dragon)
Enlightenment — Kim Cormack

Lexy lay curled up in Greys arms on the couch and slept a dreamless sleep free of dragons for she had slain them once again.
The Children of Ankh series — Kim Cormack

What's it like, Lexy? You wake up and you feel - what? Heaviness, an ache inside, a weight, yes. A soft crumpling of the flesh. A feeling like all the surfaces inside you have been rubbed raw. A voice in your head - no, not voices, not like hearing voices, nothing that crazy, just your own inner voice, the one that says 'Turn left at the corner' or 'Don't forget to stop at the post office,' only now it's saying, 'I hate myself.' It's saying, 'I want to die.' — Carolyn Parkhurst

Because for most of us, suicide is a moment we'll never choose. It's only for people like Lexy, who know they might choose eventually, who believe they have a choice to make. — Carolyn Parkhurst