Maretics Quotes & Sayings

There should be more women directing; I think there's just not the awareness that it's really possible. — Kathryn Bigelow

I don't call it "Life Insurance," I call it "Love Insurance." We buy it because we want to leave a legacy for those we love. — Farshad Asl

Chris proposed exactly the way I've always dreamed. Our families were close by, but it was just us out on a beautiful deck overlooking a lake in East Tennessee. We had just been on a hike and - in our workout clothes - he hit the knee! We feel so blessed by God that He sent us each other, and we are looking so forward to forever together. — Hillary Scott

It is a sad and shocking fact that many religious people are in Hell. — John R. Rice

But death doesn't work like that. It doesn't care if someone loves you, doesn't want you to go. It just takes. It takes and it takes until eventually you have nothing left. — Beth Revis

Evil can be got very easily and exists in quantity: the road to her is very smooth, and she lives near by. But between us and virtue the gods have placed the sweat of our brows; the road to her is long and steep, and it is rough at first; but when a man has reached the top, then she is easy to attain, although before she was hard. — Hesiod

The image is dead! Long live the sensation. — Kathleen Ossip

Love blinds. We have both tried to give our sons, not what they needed, but what we needed. We've been so busy trying to rewrite our own pasts, we've blighted their present. — J.K. Rowling

We undress ourselves in many ways when we become close friends — Andrews

There is no effort in collecting judgements. Being wise with them requires a act of true character. — Joel Kirkpatrick

He heard a soft voice calling him and turned towards it, trying to focus the vision before him. It wasn't his mother. If he weren't so tired, he would have smiled. He hadn't expected to find an angel in Hell.
The angel, her image blurred, a whiteness surrounding her, would understand. The angel would know.
"Why couldn't she love me?" he asked. The angel's answer was garbled. He strained to understand the words, not all his senses failed him as he slipped back into the abyss on the edge of Hell.
And the angel knelt down beside the bed and wept. — Lorraine Heath