Munnen Slemhinne Quotes & Sayings

A great good is worth being long desired. — Vincent De Paul

Come, come, be every one officious
To make this banquet; which I wish may prove
More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast. — William Shakespeare

It's easier to measure what we've told people than it is to measure how we've changed people. It is easier to preach to people than to practice with them. — Eric Greitens

She must continue to live life one day at a time. Neither the past nor the future existed for Eva.
She clenched her fist around her reins, drilling in the words she must never forget: 'there can only be the now. — Amy Jarecki

I'm really happy I went to a Catholic school because a lot of the repressive tactics they use make for great senses of humor. — Denis Leary

We have no heart at seventeen. We think we do; we think we have been cursed with a holy, bloated thing that twitches at the name we adore, but it is not a heart because though it will forfeit anything in the world-the mind, the body, the future, even the last lonely hour it has-it will not sacrifice itself. — Andrew Sean Greer

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real. — Cormac McCarthy

There is a mistaken idea, ancient but still with us, that an overdose of anything from fornication to hot chocolate will teach restraint by the very results of its abuse. — M.F.K. Fisher

Chess is a fairy tale of 1001 blunders. — Savielly Tartakower

Sin is the Monster we love to deny. It is crouching at the door and it wants you, but you must overcome it. — Frank E. Peretti

The earth grieves, and I grieve, and I am weary of the fight — Sherryl Jordan

The night of the fireworks changed the course of many lives in England, though no one suspected the dark future as hundreds of courtiers stared, faces upturned in delight, at the starbursts of crimson, green, and gold that lit up the terraces, gardens, and pleasure grounds of Rosethorn House, the country home of Richard, Baron Thornleigh. That night, no one was more proud to belong to the baron's family than his eighteen-year-old ward, Justine Thornleigh; she had no idea that she would soon cause a deadly division in the family and ignite a struggle between two queens. Yet she was already, innocently, on a divergent path, for as Lord and Lady Thornleigh and their multitude of guests watched the dazzle of fireworks honoring the spring visit of Queen Elizabeth, Justine was hurrying away from the public gaiety. Someone had asked to meet her in private. — Barbara Kyle

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here. — Cherise Sinclair