Lillasen Quotes & Sayings

Whoever invented soccer should be worshipped as God. — Hugo Sanchez

There is an excellent way to make predictions without the slightest risk of error: predict the past. — Yevgeny Zamyatin

One's pretty lively when ruined. — Thomas Hardy

I started a PhD in English at the University of Chicago because I loved poetry-which I now realize is like saying I studied vivisection because I loved dogs. — Michael Donaghy

Holy habits are that: the disciplines, the routines by which we stay alive and focused on Him. At first we choose them and carry them out; after a while they are part of who we are. And they carry us. — Mark Buchanan

The most procession that ever comes to a man in this world is a women's heart. — Josiah G Holland AKA Timothy Titcomb

God will shout during your storms, whisper during your sunshine and sing during the rarest rainbows you will encounter. — Shannon L. Alder

I've always swung the same way. The difference is when I swing and miss, people say, 'He's swinging for the fences.' But when I swing and make contact people say, 'That's a nice swing.' But there's no difference, it's the same swing. — Sammy Sosa

I listened more than I asked. There's a lot of information online, so many Youtube videos, countless interviews with all those obvious questions that were all answered for me. I just wanted to absorb her essence. I wanted to see the details, she has such mad style. I just wanted to see - the way she communicates with her hands, these gestures, her smile, how she moves through space. — Vera Farmiga

He told Trout about people he'd heard of in the area who grabbed live copperheads and rattlesnakes during church services, to show how much they believed that Jesus would protect them.
"Takes all kinds of people to make up a world," said Trout. — Kurt Vonnegut

There may be losses too great to understand
That rove after you and
faint and terrible
rip unknown through your hand. — William Stafford

Crime and punishment grow out of one stem. Punishment is a fruit that, unsuspected, ripens with the flower of the pleasure that concealed it. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Seeming utterly fragile and vulnerable, the silhouette pulsed almost imperceptibly with the beating of her heart or the motions of her inner heart, as if she were whispering soundless words to the darkness. — Haruki Murakami