Liams Falmouth Quotes & Sayings

Merry Christmas me bollocks. The words of the Pogues's 'Fairytale of New York' also came to mind: surrounded by scumbags and maggots, I prayed God it would be my last in Los Teques. — Paul Keany

The church must integrate into the environment — Sunday Adelaja

If we do not control our minds with our Buddha nature, do not practice seriously, are not honest to ourselves and do not examine our behaviors strictly, we will definitely be possessed by Maya. Being possessed does not necessary mean that we become delirious or our faces become horribly distorted. When we do not walk on the right path, we will be walking on Maya's path. — Ching Hai

Adventure is putting one's ignorance into motion. — William Least Heat-Moon

Everyone called it Burger Math because all you learned was how to make change. — Kami Garcia

He is hotter than a zombie cooked in a dippsy dumpster with kerosene. — Alexander Fontana

I'd love to have William Faulkner, Beethoven and Bach over. I want to find out what makes those guys tick! — Candy Crowley

I like Babyface, but he keeps the good stuff for himself. If he's willing to give his good stuff to me, we'll talk. But it can't be any of his B-grade stuff. — Natalie Cole

A man who layeth with another man must be stoned. — George Takei

Corrigan crept up to the bar, cautiously moving around it. It looked like he was copying all the moves he'd seen in old cop movies and westerns, and doing it rather badly. He lowered the pistol. There was no one behind the bar. There was however, an open trapdoor. And that would mean the bounty hunter was - .
"Don't move!" Came Beck's distant, slightly muffled, barked order. "My turn, I think! — Christina Engela

Or, God, maybe this was just life. For everyone on the planet. Maybe the Survivor's Club wasn't something you "earned," but simply what you were born into when you came out of your mother's womb. Your heartbeat put you on the roster and then the rest of it was just a question of vocabulary: the nouns and verbs used to describe the events that rocked your foundation and sent you flailing were not always the same as other people's, but the random cruelties of disease and accident, and the malicious focus of evil men and nasty deeds, and the heartbreak of loss with all its stinging whips and rattling chains ... At the core, it was all the same. — J.R. Ward

Why try to slot fractured families into neat little boxes in this day and age? — Liane Moriarty