Reconsolidated Quotes & Sayings

The love for our enemies takes us along the way of the cross and into fellowship with the Crucified. The more we are driven along this road, the more certain is the victory of love over the enemy's hatred. For then it is not the disciple's own love, but the love of Jesus Christ alone, who for the sake of his enemies went to the cross and prayed for them as he hung there. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer

For us, terrorism remains the great evil of our time, and the war against this evil, our generation's great cause ... There is no middle way for Americans: it is victory or holocaust. — Richard Perle

There is nothing I love more than helping someone realize how corrupt our food system is and them making great changes in their own life because of it. — Kristin Cavallari

The light of artistic creation is also blinding.
The artist can't see the suffering he causes
to those around him. And the'll never
understand the purity of his goal, how the heat
of his invention won't melt the ice in his heart.
He must be ruthless!
No religion, no purpose except this:
Make something perfect before you die.
Life is short, art is for all time — Ian McEwan

Every time you see a problem and walk away from it, you set a new standard. — Ilona Andrews

It's creepy to know that we're living in a giant tube."
"Hey, if you think about it, we were living on the surface of a big ball of rock. How was that better? — David S.Goyer

I'm lucky. Lord, I'm lucky. — Carroll O'Connor

Then I suddenly had the most tremendous feeling of the pitifulness of human beings, whatever they were, their faces, pained mouths, personalities, attempts to be gay, little petulances, feelings of loss, their dull and empty witticisms so soon forgotten: Ah, for what? I knew that the sound of silence was everywhere and therefore everything everywhere was silence. Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all? I staggered up the hill, greeted by birds, and looked at all the huddled sleeping figures on the floor. Who were all these strange ghosts rooted to the silly little adventure of earth with me? And who was I? — Jack Kerouac

What cannot be said will be wept. — Sappho

Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and the junk food as far away as possble. — Krista Scott-Dixon