Redeemerapostolicchurch Quotes & Sayings

The peace of the celestial city is the perfectly ordered and harmonious enjoyment of God, and of one another in God. (City of God, Book 19) — Augustine Of Hippo

So our reliance on the computers caused the failure of the mission?" asked the expendable.
"The mission didn't fail," said Ram. "It succeeded nineteen times. We're just the exhaust trail. — Orson Scott Card

I think I do have a way of predicting - not always accurately - what is a nerve-wracking day for actors, what may be a difficult scene or a difficult moment, how small - and it may be down to one line - a thing maybe that is upsetting or undermining a performance. — Kenneth Branagh

Solitary and farouche people don't have relationships; they are quite unrelatable. — Elizabeth Bowen

The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

Hillary Clinton is not going to be able to create jobs, I will tell you right now. — Donald Trump

You're alive, Lan," he said. "You're not 'his' anything. — R. Lee Smith

We had to be up early in the morning. We had a goat race to go to ... We asked the old man confident in the knowledge that he, like every Frenchman, would be an expert. The goats who make the most droppings before the race are likely to do well. An empty goat is faster than a full goat. C'est logique. — Peter Mayle

If you wish to begin life at forty, you must settle two large personal questions first of all. You must find work and play that call for no more energy than you can afford to spend on them. Then you must train your mind, eye and hand to the point of working and playing with ease, grace and precision. — Walter B. Pitkin

Being In The Present Means Tuning Out Distractions And Paying Attention To What Is Important, Now. You Create Your Own Present By What You Give Your Attention To Today. — Spencer Johnson

There are men who love to gaze with the mind at things that can never be seen, feel at least the throb of a beauty that will never be known and hear over immense, bleak reaches the echo of that which is no celestial music but only their heart's vain cries. — A.E. Coppard