Morskoy Boy Quotes & Sayings

I did not imagine anyone reading my rambling, ranting stories. I was writing for myself, trying to shape my life outside my terrors and helplessness, to make it visible and real in a tangible way, in the way other people's seemed real
the lives I had read about in books. — Dorothy Allison

To lead is a privilege, not an entitlement. It doesn't make you better than anyone; it helps you bring out the best in everyone. Accolades don't inspire a leader's vision; they've set their sights on the success of others. Leaders bypass shortsightedness and focus on the big picture. Leaders who always stand righteously never stand alone. — Carlos Wallace

On the other hand, the 'heart' is just as important in that it is the 'other' way of knowing and experiencing".

~R. Alan Woods [2012] — R. Alan Woods

If I could play any character from the book though it'd be Church. Who wouldn't want to be a cat?! — Jamie Campbell Bower

There could be no such experience if death means extinction or cessation. Death always means separation, and it does in Romans 6 as well. — Charles C. Ryrie

You are the light I crave, at times you are what makes my skin color change, you provide me with a ray of hope, the feeling of home and an occasional feeling of pain. But You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, the only source of light I need. — Patrick Stevens

Gratitude is the ability to experience life as a gift. It liberates us from the prison of self-preoccupation. — John Ortberg

What you lust for is innocence and this is an impossible equation. Lust and innocence can never be compatible. The ultimate is no longer the ultimate when you've stuck your dick in it. — Karl Ove Knausgard

Once again he was aware of eyes staring fixedly at him. He glanced sideways into the long, pointed face of Goodboy Bindle Featherstone, rearing up in a pose best described as The Last Puppy in the Shop.
To his astonishment, he found himself reaching over and scratching it behind its ears, or at least behind the two spiky things at the sides of its head which were presumably its ears. It responded with a strange noise that sounded like a complicated blockage in a brewery. He took his hand away hurriedly.
"It's all right," said Lady Ramkin. "It's his stomachs rumbling. That means he likes you."
To his amazement, Vimes found that he was rather pleased about this. As far as he could recall, nothing in his life before had thought him worth a burp. — Terry Pratchett