Poopery Quotes & Sayings

Imagination is glow of thoughts by supernatural force. — Lailah Gifty Akita

If an Elder shall give us a lecture upon astronomy, chemistry, or geology, our religion embraces it all. It matters not what the subject be, if it tends to improve the mind, exalt the feelings, and enlarge the capacity. The truth that is in all the arts and sciences forms part of our religion. Faith is no more a part of it than any other true principle of philosophy. — Brigham Young

There's not a single fear, thought, feeling or need that's too big or too small for Jesus. He wants you to tell Him what's on your heart. — Jeremy Camp

Out of silence I begin to hear the voices of characters whispering snippets of a story to me. — Chuck Waldron

A magician reveals himself not only by the magic he presents but also by the respect and entertainment he gives to his audience. — Amit Kalantri

As the connections have been broken by the fragmentation and isolation of work, they can be restored by restoring the wholeness of work. There is work that is isolating, harsh, destructive, specialized or trivialized into meaninglessness. And there is work that is restorative, convivial, dignified and dignifying, and pleasing. Good work is not just the maintenance of connections - as one is now said to work "for a living" or "to support a family" - but the enactment of connections. It is living, and a way of living; it is not support for a family in the sense of an exterior brace or prop, but is one of the forms and acts of love. (pg. 133, The Body and the Earth) — Wendell Berry

Genius not only diagnoses the situation but supplies the answers. — Robert Graves

In many campaigns, one candidate or another is asked to answer for comments he or she made in the past. The answer is usually gibberish - 'That was a long time ago,' or 'I was trying to say something else.' — Andrew Rosenthal

But some things are stronger than years of freedom.
The draw of fire.
A longing for freedom.
Or a girl on a red horse. — Audrey Coulthurst

Rome - the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar. — George Eliot