Maudrina Quotes & Sayings

Some people recovering from drugs or alcohol stay with the programs indefinitely, making the recovery program their family, a long-term source of attention rewards. — Keith Henson

Don't ever trust a punk who lived. — Noah Wareness

What if trials of this life, the rain, the storms, the hardest nights, are Your mercies in disguise? — Laura Story

You are beautiful. Your beauty, just like your capacity for life, happiness, and success, is immeasurable. — Steve Maraboli

Ain't nothing quite as beautiful as music. — Eyedea

I'm bookbrained-the act of book obsession common in writers. Not to be confused with bookbrains, a delicacy for zombies when eating the former. — Zara Steen

I could definitely rock out to Kraftwerk's "Tour De France," Tubeway Army, or Gary Numan. All of that stuff has an infectious beat, but with "Oh Yeah," I can't even identify what's going on. It sounds like typewriter keys, a couple of synth notes and then this really deep "Oh yeah," which I always picture as Andre The Giant on vocals. — Margaret Cho

There is but one way in which the unity of Christians may be fostered, and that is by furthering the return to the one true Church of Christ of those who are separated from it; for far from that one true Church they have in the past fallen away. The one Church of Christ is visible to all, and will remain, according to the will of its Author, exactly the same as He instituted it. — Pope Pius XI

That's why it's hard, I think, to rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn. I love that line from the Bible, but it's so incredibly difficult sometimes, because when you've got reason to rejoice, you forget what it's like to mourn, even if you swear you never will. And because when you're mourning, the fact that someone close to you is rejoicing seems like a personal affront. — Shauna Niequist

It's just a stupid sword, she said, aloud this time ...
... but it wasn't.
Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell's grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan's stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow's smile. — George R R Martin

More powerful than God, more evil than the Devil; the poor have it, the rich lack it, and if you eat it you die? — Margaret Atwood

Troubles are like babies - they only grow by nursing. — Douglas William Jerrold

I want to get ready, I really do, but I have a bad feeling about today," I said, lowering my voice for dramatic effect.
Maudrina stopped what she was doing and gave me a long stare. "You have a bad feeling every time I try to get you to do something social."
"No, I don't," I said, my voice rising in false protest. — E. Van Lowe