Rachel Saint Quotes & Sayings

Cynicism may help us create simpler storylines with good guys and bad guys, but it doesn't make us any better at telling the truth, which is that most of us are a frightening mix of good and evil, sinner and saint. — Rachel Held Evans

So don't preach at us like you're some kind of saint. You're just another sinner. — Rachel Caine

I was going through some stuff regarding my mom and dad. There was 30 years difference [between them], so when you hear the lyric, "Girl I love you / You know I do / And I do not doubt / That you love me too / But you're so young / Your life has just begun", that's what I was wondering. They were married for 44 years. — Andy Kim

I'm not good at making promises. But I would like you to know I've never been serious about a girl until I met your daughter, and now that I know I'm the first man she's brought home, I'm aiming to be the last. — Katy Evans

Perhaps one day I'd be made a saint - the patron saint of fools and lovers, if those terms were not exactly the same. — Rachel Caine

I'm not afraid of anything. That's just the way I am. — Paul Walker

Take his name.
Because I love him.
Because when I look into his eyes, nothing else exists but him.
Because even when I don't look into his eyes, nothing else exists but him.
rachels thought — Katy Evans

I saw the booster, not Sputnik, flying by, and I said, maybe this is the way we should be going, not just sitting back waiting for something to happen. — Wally Schirra

My name's Saint," I whispered gravely into the microphone. "Are you ready to confess your sins? — Rachel Van Dyken

The Saint - for I was convinced he was a Saint, indeed, whatever the rest of us might have been - now had a fistful of dangling mind-fire threads. "She is broken, this one, in her mind and heart," he said, carefully scooping up the blazing filaments and packing them back into Jannoula. "You must learn to fill yourself with yourself, Blessed."
"D-don't break her any further," I pleaded, feeling responsible.
He gave me a sidelong look, and for a moment I thought he was angry. But he said, "Would you break a mirror, Seraphina, because you fear to look into it? — Rachel Hartman

Then Jackson himself wept openly for the first time since Rachel's death. Looking around him, he seemed embarrassed and explained: "I know it's unmanly, but these tears are due her virtues. She has shed many for me." He paused. "In the presence of this saint, I can and do forgive my enemies." And his voice rose. "But those vile wretches who have slandered her must look to God for mercy! — Peter J. Marshall

One need not be a saint, or even a mother, to become a bearer of God. One needs only to obey. The divine resides in all of us, but it is our choice to magnify it or diminish it, to ignore it or to surrender to its lead. — Rachel Held Evans

If you promise to be good Paul you can have a piece of birthday cake but you won't have to eat any of the special candle so he promised to be good because he didn't want to be forced to eat any of the special candle but also because mostly because surely because Annie was great Annie was good let us thank her for our food including that we don't have to eat girls just wanna have fun but something wicked this way comes please don't make me eat my thumb Annie the mom Annie the goddess when Annie's around you better stay honest she knows when you've been sleeping she knows when you're awake she knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goddess' sake you better not cry you better not pout but most of all you better not scream don't scream don't scream don't scream don't He — Stephen King

My bed is massive (I drown in it, and it doesn't matter how big the bed is, my nightmares more than fill it) — Kiersten White

and groaned. And Tate, saint that he is, just sighed and helped Rachel stand up, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her steady as their sad little group moved towards the exit. "Okay Mike Tyson, let's go." He turned to Casey — Karla Sorensen

Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign. — Rachel Caine

Every Saint has a past, every sinner has a future. — Rachel Van Dyken

Why am I covered in feathers — Stephenie Meyer

We said a week, right?" Saint asks me.
"A week for ... " I'm confused for a moment, but then I remember our conversation onboard The Toy, about him ... and me. And I know exactly what he means. "Oh, that." A hot flush creeps along my body, spreading down, down, down, all the way to my toes. "Yes, that's what we said," I admit.
"How about now?" he surprises me by saying.
Tingles and lightning bolts race through my bloodstream. The sensation covers my body from corner to corner. I try to suppress it; it's wrong to feel it. But I can't stop it, I can't stop what he does to me. "What happened to your legendary patience?"
"How about now, Rachel?" he insists.
All my guilt, my insecurities, and my fear are suddenly weighing down on me. It's really hard to speak as I shake my head in the dark. "I'm a mess, Saint," I choke out.
"Be my mess, then. — Katy Evans

Which would you prefer? To be perpetually standing still or perpetually running? — Benjamin Lebert

I see no need in taking part in forced adolescent social rituals that would do nothing but stir up emotions of dread for all involved. — Jennifer Mathieu

Tie the knot with me. Be safe with me. Reckless with me. Be who you are with me. Be my wife, Rachel - marry me."

~ Malcolm Kyle Preston Logan Saint — Katy Evans

T."
One word, one letter, from Malcom.
"Yeah, Saint?" Tahoe returns, lifting his eyebrows.
"Dibs. — Katy Evans

As burns this saint, so burns my soul. I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead. — Rachel Van Dyken

He took down a heavy brown volume from his shelves. Eglow, Eglonitz - here we are, Egria. It — Arthur Conan Doyle

Also, I designed a pretty fascinating bracelet, where you put a rubber band around your favorite book of poems for a year, and then you take it off and wear it. — Jonathan Safran Foer