Schaeffer Oil Quotes & Sayings

The bird looked much smaller dead than alive. Jody felt a little mean pain in his stomach, so he took out his pocketknife and cut off the bird's head. Then he disemboweled it, and took off its wings; and finally he threw all the pieces into the brush. He didn't care about the bird, or its life, but he knew what older people would say if they had seen him kill it; he was ashamed because of their potential opinion. — John Steinbeck

Do you even know what Avila is? — Anonymous

Forgiveness unleashes joy. It brings peace. It washes the slate clean. It sets all the highest values of love in motion. — George MacDonald

Kindness, love, patience, understanding, and unity will increase as we serve, while intolerance, jealousy, envy, greed, and selfishness decrease or disappear. The more we give of ourselves, the more our capacity to serve, understand, and love will grow. — CARLOS H. AMADO

Then said the giant, "Thou practices the craft of a kidnapper. Thou gatherest up woman and children and carriest them into a strange country, to the weakening of my master's kingdom." But now Great-Heart replied, "I am a servant of the God of Heaven; my business is to persuade sinners of repentance. I am commanded to do my endeavor to turn men, women and children, fro darkness to light, and from the power of Satan to God. — John Bunyan

The Colonel was far too firmly married and full of military honours to be a threat to Phryne's virtue, or what remained of it, so she agreed. — Kerry Greenwood

I just want to continue to grow, as an actor, and dig. Hopefully, one day, I'll lose myself in a role. My only worry about that is that I just want to be able to come back home. I don't want to get lost forever. That scares me. — Jill Scott

Jack," she said, "I just spoke to our son." "Mr. Harding to see Ron Jennings. — Mitch Albom

No house was so poor as not to have its 'family altar,' its shelf of wooden gods, and table of offerings. A religious atmosphere pervades Tibet and gives it a singular sense of novelty. — Isabella Bird

It was a bright, sunny morning in June when Bill first visited Jacob Kingsley. He flew in through the open window, buzzed about the room awhile, and then planted his six tiny legs along the wall opposite the bed. — Nate Gutman