Schlebach Rbm Quotes & Sayings

Scotland cannot be the only 'something for nothing' country in the world. — Johann Lamont

The Builder of this Universe was wise, He plann'd all souls, all systems, planets, particles: The Plan He shap'd all Worlds and Aeons by, Was-Heavens!-was thy small Nine-and-thirty Articles! — Thomas Carlyle

I believe the place of prayer is not only a place where I lose my burdens, but also a place where I get a burden. He shares my burden and I share His burden ... To know that burden, we must hear the voice of the Spirit. To hear that voice, we must be still and know that He is God. — Leonard Ravenhill

I shook my head. "I'm good, Nicky helped."
Nicky looked at Edward. "She's having one of those what-if-killing-feels-really-good, doesn't-that-make-me-a-bad-person moments."
Edward nodded as if that made perfect sense. "Then it feels good. We can't really control what flips our switch; don't judge it, Anita, and just accept it."
I wanted to argue, but it would have been beyond stupid to argue with the two sociopaths in my life. "Why do I have moral quandary questions with the two of you?"
"Because you don't really have moral quandaries about violence, Anita, but you're afraid of being judged for enjoying it, so you only bring it to the two people in your life who won't judge you."
I wanted to argue with Edward, but I couldn't. "Well, fuck. — Laurell K. Hamilton

In free society art is not a weapon ... Artists are not engineers of the soul. — John F. Kennedy

I call myself an agnostic. I'm open to change. I'm the same sort of person, although much less aggressive, as Richard Dawkins. — Ruth Rendell

In sum, when Paul writes in Ephesians 6 that our battle is against the principalities and powers, he's not just talking about demon possession, he's also talking about our struggle with political powers. — Richard Beck

The impulse to worship is impossible to eradicate. Even the most prosaic have to worship something. — Jeanette Winterson

Would the day ever come when I would see her and not feel the earth shift beneath my feet? She — Sylvia Day