Moobin Choo Quotes & Sayings

Christianity is facing something of an identity crisis. Who are we to be to the twenty-first-century world? How should the church position itself in the postmodern culture? Through what cultural languages will the gospel be best communicated in this turbulent time? — Brett McCracken

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Art is a way of freezing time, or extending time ... It's another way to bridge the gaps between us. — Sarah Ruhl

mother: a man wants many things in life, but when one of them is also the right thing, he would be a fool not to choose it. Pasquale waited until the — Jess Walter

We like to assume that language is a purely human property, our exclusive possession, and that everything else is basically mute. — David Abram

I turn my head to look at him again. Immediately it gets all fuzzy with hormones.
"Um, I was, uh, I was thinking about being shaken and stirred." He looks over at me and quirks one brow. "I mean I was thinking how well you could probably shake and stir something."
Ohmigod, somebody stop me! — M. Leighton

Based on his own experience and the experiences of others he treated later in his psychiatric practice, Frankl argues that we cannot avoid suffering, but we can choose how to find meaning in it and move forward with renewed purpose. — Sophie Sabbage

Generally speaking, we can and should say everything. We just have to choose the right time, otherwise the truth can be worse than a lie. — Sergei Lukyanenko

A nation that has nothing but its amusements will not be amused for long. — Gilbert K. Chesterton

Honour sinks where commerce long prevails. — Oliver Goldsmith

I wash myself clean of guilt, of pain, of fear, of emotion. I am the ocean. I am empty. I am nothing. — Kiersten White

I'll bring pajamas " she said.
"Yeah? You have any idea how old I am?"
"Not nearly as old as you're gonna be by midnight. — John Sandford

Along the journey we commonly forget its goal. Almost every vocation is chosen and entered upon as a means to a purpose but is ultimately continued as a final purpose in itself. Forgetting our objectives is the most frequent stupidity in which we indulge ourselves. — Friedrich Nietzsche

I came to the center of the maze following him. Now I must find my way back out alone. — Ursula K. Le Guin

Boxer, feeling that his attentions were due to the family in general, and must be impartially distributed, dashed in and out with bewildering inconstancy; now, describing a circle of short barks round the horse, where he was being rubbed down at the stable-door; now feigning to make savage rushes at his mistress, and facetiously bringing himself to sudden stops; now, eliciting a shriek from Tilly Slowboy, in the low nursing-chair near the fire, by the unexpected application of his moist nose to her countenance; now, exhibiting an obtrusive interest in the baby; now, going round and round upon the hearth, and lying down as if he had established himself for the night; now, getting up again, and taking that nothing of a fag-end of a tail of his, out into the weather, as if he had just remembered an appointment, and was off, at a round trot, to keep it. — Charles Dickens