Recti Quotes & Sayings

I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. John 15:1 — Anonymous

A mind conscious of right laughs at the falsehoods of rumour.
[Lat., Conscia mens recti famae mendacia risit.] — Ovid

Protection of the life of the mother as an excuse for an abortion is a smoke screen. In my 36 years of pediatric surgery, I have never known of one instance where the child had to be aborted to save the mother's life. If toward the end of the pregnancy complications arise that threaten the mother's health, the doctor will induce labor or perform a Caesarean section. His intention is to save the life of both the mother and the baby. The baby's life is never willfully destroyed because the mother's life is in danger. — C. Everett Koop

To become a better you, you must be positive towards yourself, develop better relationships, embrace the place where you are. — Joel Osteen

6Just-ones by faith instead say thus, Say in your hearts: Who-is the Messiah that elevates to heaven and seizes-it? 7Who-is the Messiah descending to the abyss of Sheol to elevate from among the dead? 8But what-is said? The reply is near to you to your mouth and to your heart.[268] — A. Frances Werner

Nobody ever says "sweet girl" about someone they were in love with. It's like the whole "we'll still be friends" thing. It means you didn't feel enough.'
He was briefly amused. 'So what would I have said if I had been in love with her?'
'You would have looked very serious, and said, "Karen. Complete nightmare," or shut down and gone all "I don't want to talk about it. — Jojo Moyes

My religion teaches me to love all equally. — Mahatma Gandhi

There's been a lot of balls that have been pounding in that end zone. — John Cena

We've taken everything from her, brother," Maven murmurs, drawing close. "Surely we can give her this?"
And then slowly, reluctantly, Cal nods and waves me into his room. Dizzy with excitement, I hurry inside, almost hopping from foot to foot.
I'm going home.
Maven lingers at the door, his smile fading a little when I leave his side. "You're not coming." It isn't a question.
He shakes his head. "You'll have enough to worry about without me tagging along."
I don't have to be a genius to see the truth in his words. But just because he isn't coming doesn't mean I will forget what he's done for me already. Without thinking, I throw my arms around Maven. He doesn't respond for a second, but slowly lets an arm drop around my shoulders. When I pull back, a silver blush paints his cheeks. I can feel my own blood run hot beneath my skin, pounding in my ears. — Victoria Aveyard