Punpun Onodera Quotes & Sayings
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A man who is truthful and does not mean ill even to his adversary will be slow to believe charges even against his foes. He will, however, try to understand the viewpoints of his opponents and will always keep an open mind and seek every opportunity of serving his opponents. — Mahatma Gandhi
It has been shown that to injure anyone is never just anywhere. — Socrates
Clutter is what happens to things when they become useless but friendly. — Russell Lynes
An electrical utility company that blatantly lies to law enforcement about an electrical fraud researcher would be considered suicidal by many people. — Steven Magee
Sometimes all it takes is just a smile to change somebody's weather. — Wynonna Judd
My trews may be soft, lass, he thoughts, but what's in them isn't. — Karen Marie Moning
Do believe that when He takes charge of you in Christ, it is possible for God to make you a man of absolute surrender. And God is able to maintain that. He is able to let you rise from bed every morning of the week with that blessed thought directly or indirectly: I am in God's charge. My God is working out my life for me. — Andrew Murray
Instagram has become one of my favorite platforms because of its simplicity. — Amy Jo Martin
[Jesus'] resurrection is therefore God's promise of new creation for the whole of the godforsaken reality which the crucified Jesus represents. It is therefore an event of dialectical promise: it opens up a qualitatively new future, which negates all the negatives of present experience. It opens up a future which is not simply drawn out of the immanent possibilities of present reality, but radically contradicts present reality. It promises life for the dead, righteousness for the unrighteous, freedom for those in bondage. — Richard Bauckham
I don't really think you can ever stop making new friends or learning about as many new things as possible. — Taylor Swift
It was summer again, and the summer nights smelled like murdered grass and sounded like crickets fucking. — Lev Grossman