Priestly Vocations Quotes & Sayings

What a lot of funny people it does take to make a world. — Agatha Christie

As he dropped the last grisly fragment of the dismembered and mutilated body into the small vat of nitric acid that was to devour every trace of the horrid evidence which might easily send him to the gallows, the man sank weakly into a chair and throwing his body forward upon his great, teak desk buried his face in his arms, breaking into dry, moaning sobs. — Edgar Rice Burroughs

Being lucky is a fool's dream, winning through deceit is a coward's intent, success without caring for others is a complete failure. — Michael Bassey Johnson

People come to this country from all over the world to pursue their dreams of driving a taxi or selling hot dogs or working in a sweatshop. — Greg Giraldo

You and I, the people of God, have permission to come before the throne of Heaven at any time we will, and we are encouraged to come there with great boldness. — Charles Spurgeon

Next, I wasn't willing to mimic a dude. I'd done it twice and it wasn't something I wanted to do again. Ever. Extra body parts and things dangling in place they shouldn't? No way. — Jus Accardo

If he exalt himself, I humble him if he humble himself, I exalt him: and I always contradict him, till he understands that he is an incomprehensible monster. — Blaise Pascal

She warned him that, if he got killed, she should cut down the great cedar at the south-west corner of Groby. It kept all the light out of the principal drawing-room and the bedrooms above it ... He winced: he certainly winced at that. She regretted that she had said it. It was along other lines that she desired to make him wince. — Ford Madox Ford

But first, he thinks, he should get a mulled cider. It does not take him long to find the proper vendor in the courtyard. He pays for his cup, the steaming concoction contained in black-and-white marbled swirls, and wonders for a moment before his first sip if it won't taste as good as he remembers. He has recalled that taste countless times in his head, and despite the wealth of apples in the area, no cider with or without spices has ever tasted as good. He hesitates before taking the tiniest of sips. It tastes even better than he remembers. He — Erin Morgenstern

A string of bright white buildinh, glistening like teeth over the slurping mouth of the ocean. — Lauren Oliver