Ottmar Mergenthaler Quotes & Sayings

To a recognizably Christian culture, like Shakespeare's, Jesus Christ is the Logos incarnate, the Word made flesh. He exemplifies the good of having a body. In the long run, that is why Aquinas could baptize Aristotle and why the West could produce Shakespeare and Michelangelo. — William Shakespeare

The stories people tell you about themselves seem to retain the possibility of being false. But what you discover about them by yourself seems to be the truth. — John Verdon

I just happened to have enough time to be able to take other parts between those first few Twilight films. But it wasn't about proving to people that I had something else to give. — Kristen Stewart

Creativity is the quality that enables us to generate novel approaches to situations and to discover new and improved solutions to problems. — Thomas Vogel

Compassion is for the very strong. Compassion does not come to the weak. People who are unkind, bullies, use rude language, are not strong people. They are very weak people. — Harbhajan Singh Yogi

If you're in the same room with me, I don't see anyone else — Sylvia Day

If I'm exhausted, physically and particularly emotionally, I can't tell what's good and I can't tell what's bad and I'm useless. — Guy Pearce

I know that the World is a terrible place, filled with wild animals and evil men and wicked woman. — Pete Hautman

Yoga is the dance of every cell with the music of every breath that creates inner serenity and harmony. — Debasish Mridha

The rising world of waters dark and deep. — John Milton

The thing about artists is that they tell stories. I mean, some paintings are like novels. — Benjamin Alire Saenz

Even though the museums guarding their precious property fence everything off, in my own studio, I made them so you and I could walk in and around, and among these sculptures. — George Segal

She shuddered, convulsing beneath the whiplash of his tongue as the world dissolved around her.
"Now." He moved before the last violent pulses stilled.
He came over her body, catching his weight on his elbows, staring down at her with savage intensity as the bulbous head of his c#ck nudged against the sensitive opening of her pussy.
"Now," he whispered again. "I make you my woman, Elizabeth. Now. — Lora Leigh