Povestiri Crestine Quotes & Sayings

Everybody in the CIMS database has a number, from minus 15 to plus 15. If you're plus 15, you're on the right of the political spectrum. If you are minus 15 you are on the left of the political spectrum. You are a pinko, leftie, environmentalist, academic probably, — Mark Bourrie

He who is ready to die for his country is a fool. For he didn't choose where he was born; and where he was born didn't choose him. — Mokokoma Mokhonoana

At its heart, biblical faith is a creed of the antihero. It is the story of men and women who come to the end of themselves and must discover God. — Mark Sayers

Love is the most powerful gift we have to offer. — Kristi Bowman

What's hard is not having that hope. I can't imagine going through bad times without that peace. Without that surrender, life just eats you up. Spits you out. Wears you down to nothing. — Jenny B. Jones

In True Balance Sonia Choquette takes the mystery out of staying balanced, both physically and spiritually. She offers a clear explanation of our chakras and how they influence our daily lives. — Salle Merrill Redfield

I've never really taken more than four days off, so it was a lot for me to go away for three-and-a-half months. I went all over Europe. I walked on a whole bunch of beaches and I did a lot of thinking. — Sean Combs

For everyone who wasn't saved. — Jessica Sorensen

I have always found that Angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise. — Aldous Huxley

Causing a riot is what I do best. — Melina Marchetta

Then you understand why I don't want to get close to another again. What happens when she dies, too? I couldn't bear it."
"Then you miss out on life."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll be alone, trusting no one because of fear. I know. I have four years experience of pushing people away, missing out on life. Four years spent by myself, living in my glass cage. Four years of self-doubt, worries, fears. — Maria V. Snyder

He'd never been much of a drinker. Never thought the during was much worth the after. — V.E Schwab

Maybe his grief was like her wounded arm. Slowly healing. Gradually becoming les consuming as life delivered other worries and other joys. Other sources of pain and happiness. She wanted that for him. More life. More happiness. — Veronica Rossi