Minksims Quotes & Sayings

My brain's just full of passwords. — Karl Pilkington

The church lies at the very center of the eternal purpose of God. It is not a divine afterthought. — John Stott

As the book progresses, it takes on a more and more unstable character - filled with unpredictable associations and departures, marked by increasingly rapid shifts in tone - until you reach a point where you feel the whole thing being to levitate, to rise ponderously off the ground like some gigantic weather balloon. By the last chapter, you've traveled so high up into the air, you realize that you can't come down again without falling, without being crushed. — Paul Auster

The idea that an afterlife had been invented to reassure people who couldn't face the finality of death was no more plausible than the idea that the finality of death had been invented to reassure people who couldn't face the nightmare of endless experience. — Edward St. Aubyn

There are only so many ways to get people to go see stand-up, that it really is about the product; it's not so much about the theme of the show. — Greg Behrendt

Allow yourself to think that the possibility of failure is a necessary part of parenting well ... Avoiding the possibility of failure means avoiding the possibility of being an extraordinary parent-and avoiding what you want for your child. — Lisa Coyne

He stood between death and life as between night and morning, and thought with a soaring rapture, 'I am not afraid. — Mary Renault

Abstain not! Life and love like night and day
offer themselves to us on their own terms,
not ours. Accept their bounty while ye may,
before we accept by the worms, — Richard Hovey

Regardless of where many of us believe we land - in that field encumbered by not too much baggage or entirely too much - we all come from the same place, which is a road rutted by experience so banal, nearly remarkable, that memory tricks us into remembrance of it again and again, as if experience alone were not enough. What are we to do with such a life, one in which we are not left alone to events - love, shopping, and so forth - but to the holocaust of feeling that memory, misremembered or not, imposes on us? — Hilton Als