Reduit Quotes & Sayings

We cannot allow violence from militant activists to dictate where and how democratically elected state leaders hold their meetings. — Otto Schily

There are in the world, two powers. The sword and the spirit. The spirit has always vanquished the sword. — Napoleon Bonaparte

That you are not already golden word in our streets Already memories Your love fades Already Whether you are no longer to have perished. — Louis Aragon

It isn't about the sharpness of the blade, but the hand that holds it.' Science doesn't do good or ill by itself- it's the intention behind it. — Megan Shepherd

The cure for admiring the House of Lords is to go and look at it. — Walter Bagehot

I always appreciated that connection between a parent and a kid because I yearned for it so much. Growing up, I wanted a father, and because I've had this idea of what a father should be, it's exciting to finally have the opportunity to try and be that guy, to see if I can actually do it. — Freddie Prinze Jr.

I love to consider an Infidel, whether distinguished by the title of deist, atheist, or free-thinker. — Richard Steele

I'm not a pin-up, thankfully. I'm not suggesting I feel unconfident. I am beautiful to my husband. I am beautiful to my friends. I feel sexy and all those things with the people I love. — Olivia Colman

Behold, nothing surpasses books. Would that I might make you love them more than your mother. Would that I might make their beauty enter before your face. For it is greater than any office You are to set your heart on books. — Anonymous

As a child he used to wonder why Eve was taken from Adam's rib. Now, at the other end of his life, these decades later, he knows it was because the rib is close to the heart. — Nadeem Aslam

Believe, and what was impossible becomes possible what at first was hidden becomes visible. — Tahir Shah

One summer day I lay upon the grass. I'd sinned, no matter how, and in sin's wake there came a kind of drowsy peace so deep I hadn't even will enough to loathe myself. I had no mind to pray. I scarcely had a mind at all, just eyes to see the greenwood overhead, just flesh to feel the sun.
A light breeze blew from Wear that tossed the trees, and as I lay there watching them, they formed a face of shadows and of leaves. It was a man's green, leafy face. He gazed at me from high above. And as the branches nodded in the air, he opened up his mouth to speak. No sound came from his lips, but by their shape I knew it was my name.
His was the holiest face I ever saw. My very name turned holy on his tongue. If he had bade me rise and follow him to the end of time, I would have gone. If he had bade me die for him, I would have died. When I deserved it least, God gave me most. I think it was the Savior's face itself I saw. — Frederick Buechner