Mircea Cel Batran Quotes & Sayings

I can't think of this country without Quebec. Je parle francais. And when I think about being a Canadian, speaking French is part of it. — Michael Ignatieff

Good environmentalism is good economics — Barber Conable

She removed the shining black disk from its sleeve, holding it by the edges. After she placed it on the turntable and set the arm into motion, she adjusted the volume on the amplifier, flooding the room with sound. She closed her eyes and began to sway to the music. She could almost feel Clive's arms guiding her, as he had done so many times over the course of their lives together.
(from Independence Day) — Ken Doyle

Spiritual depression or unhappiness in the Christian life is very often due to our failure to realize the greatness of the gospel. — David Lloyd-Jones

There are many today who believe that there are people running around this world right now who are performing greater miracles, performing miracles in greater abundance, and actually doing more incredible acts of divine healing than Jesus himself did. I can't think of any more serious delusion than that ... — R.C. Sproul

Today, I donated all my organs for use and research..
I am feeling strangely 'useful — Abha Maryada Banerjee

Jealousy is a useless, time-wasting emotion that's eating me alive. — A. J. Jacobs

There are no galley-slaves in the royal vessel of divine love - every man works his oar voluntarily! — Saint Francis De Sales

As she peeked through the curtains with the phone in her hand, waiting for the police dispatcher to pick up, she realized there was one thing she did know about the naked stranger in her yard. He had, without a doubt, the finest butt on the planet. — Dani Harper

nodded, because Mr. Keene was a grownup and you were supposed to agree with grownups at all costs (his mother had taught him that), but inside he was thinking: Oh, I've heard that bullshit before. It was about what the doctor said when he opened his sterilizer and the sharp frightening smell of alcohol drifted out, stinging his nostrils. That was the smell of shots and this was the smell — Stephen King