Motyl Szablon Quotes & Sayings

Could the one whom Christians worship be merely a mythological creation, or is he real? These questions have exercised many great minds and have been the dominant issue in New Testament studies during this century. — John Clayton

Christmas Day itself is always bittersweet, because it's the last day of that beautiful magick that's been building up like a tidal wave for the past month. In just a week it will be hard to even remember what it's like. I'll be brokenhearted at the thought of it being gone again for an entire year. — Damien Echols

The best way to find anything is to look with an opened mind. — Richard Diaz

You realize that you can't win 'em all. You try to win 'em all; you get frustrated, but you gotta have a short fuse either way. Success in the NFL is just as deadly as allowing yourself to kinda wallow in sorrow. It works both ways. — Jon Beason

Those who are unacquainted with the details of scientific investigation have no idea of the amount of labour expended in the determination of those numbers on which important calculations or inferences depend. They have no idea of the patience shown by a Berzelius in determining atomic weights; by a Regnault in determining coefficients of expansion; or by a Joule in determining the mechanical equivalent of heat. — John Tyndall

I'm fond of human beings, but only one at a time. — Natalie Clifford Barney

Anytime you get an idea, you need people to help you put it together. That is the beginning of an institution. When you create an institution, levels of authority and boundaries need to be established. If everybody owns it, nobody owns it. If everybody is responsible for it, nobody will be responsible. — Robert H. Schuller

Though he had touched her bared skin - purely to get her attention. Had nothing to do with being drawn to her beauty like a bug to the neon light that would be its death. No, — Jules Barnard

...i need someone to practice my french on... uhm i mean... with. — Marlon Lodge

And yet I didn't think pain like that ever faded entirely. Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance. — Leigh Bardugo

Be careful what you tell me. You could end up in my next novel. — P.C. Zick