Re Lyte Quotes & Sayings

Teach me. Lord, my true condition; Bring me childlike to Thy knee; Stripped of every low ambition, Willing to be led by Thee. — Henry Francis Lyte

I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? — Henry Francis Lyte

Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O, abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou, who changest not, abide with me. — Henry Francis Lyte

When you say you love me, it doesn't matter.
It goes into my head as just chit-chatter.
You may think it's egotistical or just worry-free,
But what you say, I take none of it seriously. — MC Lyte

If you love someone, you should say it often,
You never know when they'll be layin' in a coffin.
Wake up, it's important that you know that
No one on Earth is promised tomorrow. — MC Lyte

Truly, men make too little use of their lives; and so it is no wonder that the world should still be in such a poor way. — Georg C. Lichtenberg

MC Lyte definitely embraces me. Jada Pinkett Smith embraces me. Those are two people that I can call and get advice. Those are two people that will call me to see what I'm doing. — Lil' Mama

When I was young what made me really want to be a rapper was when I saw MC Lyte. — Rapsody

When I get involved, I give it my heart,
I mean my mind, my soul, my body: I mean every part.
But if it doesn't work out, yo, it just doesn't.
It wasn't meant to be, you know, it just wasn't. — MC Lyte

I'm really into old school music when hip-hop first came out with Common, A Tribe Called Quest, Queen Latifah, MC Lyte, and Run DMC. I'm really into that! Hip-hop these days isn't the same and doesn't have the same sound anymore. I'd rather listen to the old school hip-hop. — Raven Goodwin

And as for me, thogh that I can but lyte, On bakes for to rede I me delyte, And to hem yeve I feyth and ful credence, And in myn herte have hem in reverence So hertely, that ther is game noon, That fro my bokes maketh me to goon, But hit be seldom, on the holyday; Save, certeynly, when that the month of May Is comen, and that I here the foules singe, And that the floures ginnen for to springe, Farwel my book and my devocion. — Geoffrey Chaucer

Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven; To his feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who like me his praise should sing? — Henry Francis Lyte

Change and decay in all around I see... — Henry Francis Lyte

I will die happy here, today, in this spot," she sighed. "In your puddle of lust." "Leave my puddle of lust alone. Get your own puddle. — Penny Reid

Almost all the world is natural chemicals, so it really makes you re-think everything. A cup of coffee is filled with chemicals. They've identified a thousand chemicals in a cup of coffee. But we only found 22 that have been tested in animal cancer tests out of this thousand. And of those, 17 are carcinogens. There are ten milligrams of known carcinogens in a cup of coffee and thats more carcinogens than you're likely to get from pesticide residues for a year! — Bruce Ames

the written word is a recent invention that has left no trace in our genome and must be laboriously acquired throughout childhood and beyond. Speech — Steven Pinker

You can't imagine an actor ever becoming president of the United States, for example, which was true. We couldn't. — Gary D. Schmidt

My dad was my hero when I was a young boy. And then it's a toss-up between Han Solo, the New Zealand All Blacks Rugby team, and Marlon Brando. — Martin Henderson

When your language is nowhere near Turing-complete, syntactic sugar can be your friend. — Eric S. Raymond

Life with trials hard may press me;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. — Henry F. Lyte

My resting pulse as a writer is writing idealistically and romantically; aspirationally. My taste lies in quixotic heroes. — Aaron Sorkin

And as for me, though that I konne but lyte,
On bokes for to rede I me delyte,
And to hem yive I feyth and ful credence,
And in myn herte have hem in reverence
So hertely, that ther is game noon
That fro my bokes maketh me to goon,
But yt be seldom on the holyday,
Save, certeynly, whan that the month of May
Is comen, and that I here the foules synge,
And that the floures gynnen for to sprynge,
Farewel my bok and my devocioun! — Geoffrey Chaucer