Quotes & Sayings About Shunning Family

A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted. — Helen Rowland

The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Every press secretary faces an enormous amount of information. Events move really fast. You're responsible for a tremendous amount of information, and again, a tremendous amount on competing agendas. Not everybody grease in the White House. — Dee Dee Myers

Contention, like a horse,
Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose,
And bears down all before him. — William Shakespeare

What's happened to my life? These ten-year chunks that are doled out to you in passports are a cruel form of memento mori. How many more new passports will I have? One (1965)? Two (1975)? Such a long way off, 1975, yet your passport life seems all too brief. How long did he live? He managed to renew six passports. — William Boyd

If either man or woman would realize that the full power of personal beauty, it must be by cherishing noble thoughts and hopes and purposes; by having something to do and something to live for that is worthy of humanity, and which, by expanding and symmetry to the body which contains it ... — Misty Upham

As a writer, I'm always aware of the fact that there are so many books out there. — David Bergen

President Obama compared himself to Gandhi and Nelson Mandela in the struggle to bring about change. The comparison is flawed. They spent years in jail before taking political power, while politicians from Chicago do it the other way around. — Argus Hamilton

When the Spirit illuminates the heart, then a part of the man sees which never saw before; a part of him knows which never knew before, and that with a kind of knowing which the most acute thinker cannot imitate. — Aiden Wilson Tozer

She was protected. She cared so deep for him that he seemed to live like a second heart inside her. She wanted him, and he wanted her. To hell with forever. This moment was theirs, and she'd steal it if she had to. — Alexandra Bracken

His hands are caressing her skin, hips, thighs, and ass. One slips between her legs, gently stroking, opening her a little for him, and then he lifts his head and she feels it. His mouth, right there. Blair's eyes fall shut. Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. She — Andrea Simonne

He was not merely a chip off the old block, but the old block itself. — Edmund Burke