Liz Collins Quotes & Sayings

Sam,' the girl said. 'Sam.'
She was the past present and future. I wanted to answer , but I was broken. — Maggie Stiefvater

Fit in where you don't: make your own space..be different..don't give in. Exist somewhere you're not suppose to, or where you don't want to. Be your own men; do what you want, and don't hurt anybdoy — Rick Bass

An avalanche is just a snowflake that got pissed off. — Andi James Chamberlain

It was the family tradition. I wanted to live up to the name-McNair. — Steve McNair

We must do more to protect our neighborhoods and give integrity to our community plans. — Alan Autry

Humanity is the desire for novelty founded upon the fear of death — Henri Barbusse

Nothing does harm if one's mind is at peace. — Leo Tolstoy

The only solution is education, education, education. — Malala Yousafzai

I wouldn't miss a day with you for anything. A sick day, a healthy day. I don't care. I mean, of course i wish you weren't sick, but i want to be with you regardless. — M. Leighton

I dream of being there,
Where the skies lie below,
Clouds flow like the endless river,
Where all the divinity is before me, with me,
And in the shadows yet above all,
Above all who choose to hide,
I run along the stars,
Wake up the ever-glowing sky,
And sleep to the sound of the universes beating heart... — Mrinalini Mitra

The Agony in the Garden. 32 * Then they came to a place named Gethsemane,i and he said to his disciples, "Sit here while I pray."j 33 He took with him Peter, James, and John, and began to be troubled and distressed. 34 Then he said to them, "My soul is sorrowful even to death. Remain here and keep watch." 35 He advanced a little and fell to the ground and prayed that if it were possible the hour might pass by him; 36 he said, "Abba, Father,* all things are possible to you. Take this cup away from me, but not what I will but what you will. — Anonymous

Get comfortable. You are gonna be in my head for a while. — Van Krishna

LE CHIFFRE looked incuriously at him, the whites of his eyes, which showed all round the irises, lending something impassive and doll-like to his gaze. He slowly removed one thick hand from the table and slipped it into the pocket of his dinner-jacket. The hand came out holding a small metal cylinder with a cap which Le Chiffre unscrewed. He inserted the nozzle of the cylinder, with an obscene deliberation, twice into each black nostril in turn, and luxuriously inhaled the benzedrine vapour. — Ian Fleming