Paul Gilbert Compassion Quotes & Sayings

In my case, I thoroughly enjoy running 100-odd miles a week. If I didn't I wouldn't do it. Who can define happiness? To some, happiness is a warm puppy or a glass of cold beer. To me, happiness is running in the hills with my mates around me. — Ron Clarke

Your only gain is to try to get me to fall down to your level. Man, you worser than devils. — Snoop Dogg

Cpl. Steffie Billings, the exhibit custodian for the command group that had been set up to investigate this murder. She'd — Toni Anderson

If I'm at a book signing, and someone decides to take me to task, it can make for quite a sticky moment. — Saul David

Acts are demanded, suicidal acts perhaps, but acts fraught with meaning. — Henry Miller

How foolish to believe life could change with the lighting of incense, the purchase of rose water, the offering of eggs. And yet, when you have reached the end of yourself, what else is there? When the tangible world has failed you, why not indulge in the possibility that a corner of the universe might stir, send a shiver of atoms through space, that you might be delivered after all. — Melanie Finn

Do not be afraid. Open wide the doors to Christ. — Pope John Paul II

What you wear represents you to the world, especially now, when communication between people is so fast. Fashion is a universal language that everyone understands. — Miuccia Prada

The Church even now is the kingdom of Christ and the kingdom of heaven. Accordingly, even now His saints reign with Him, though otherwise than as they shall reign hereafter; and yet, though the tares grow in the Church along with the wheat, they do not reign with Him. For they reign with Him who do what the apostle says, 'If you are risen with Christ, mind the things which are above, where Christ sits at the right hand of God. Seek those things which are above, not the things which are on the earth' — Saint Augustine

Pain today, pussy tomorrow. — Bobby Adair

Will I see you at all?
He shook his head. But he couldn't yet make himself move away. He was unwilling to relinquish his hold on her, unwilling to say that final good-bye. He held her for a minute, then two, then three, simply holding her and committing to memory what he could not have in life. There was a sweet, comforting scent to her.
His memory was very, very good, but she was better.
He only loosened his grip when he feared he might not be able to let go of her at all. — Courtney Milan