Snijder Micro Quotes & Sayings

This is all coming from someplace deeper, like when we make love my soul cries tears of joy because it comes together with its other half. — Penelope Ward

The living world is not a single array ... connected by unbroken series of intergrades. — Theodosius Dobzhansky

When it comes to spiritual truth, how can we know that we are on the right path? One way is by asking the right questions - the kind that help us ponder our progress and evaluate how things are working for us. — Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Your presence resembles a dirty martini,
she only drinks it when she's thirsty. — Shannon Lynette

There's so much left to achieve, there's so much more to do, there's so much that has not been done. — Blu Cantrell

I knew you lived," her mother said after a moment. "Any daughter of mine would be ruthless enough. — Rosamund Hodge

The friends we have lost do not repose under the ground ... they are buried deep in our hearts. It has been thus ordained that they may always accompany us ... — Alexandre Dumas

It is no exaggeration to say that since the 1980s, much of the global financial sector has become criminalised, creating an industry culture that tolerates or even encourages systematic fraud. The behaviour that caused the mortgage bubble and financial crisis of 2008 was a natural outcome and continuation of this pattern, rather than some kind of economic accident. — Charles Ferguson

I urge you to speak to Dolores Umbridge, a really delightful woman, who I know will be only too happy to advise you. — J.K. Rowling

One Saturday morning walking to the farmers' market with my lover she tells me she needs to look like a man on the street. She hates binding her breasts. Hates having breasts, hates not passing. I press her. I ask her, but what do you feel like when you're naked in bed with me? Do you like your body then? She is quiet. Later she tells me she had a dream. Her mother brought home a bottle of medicine from the hospital for her. The doctor says she has to take it. The medicine is testosterone.

On Shabbat I remember to pray for enough space inside of me to hold all the darkness of the night and all the sunlight of the day. I pray for enough space for transformations as miraculous as the shift from day to night.

Later when that lover has changed his name and an ex-boyfriend has come out to me as a lesbian I go to visit my best friend's sister-turned-brother-turned-sister-again and she tells me about the blessing of having many names and using them all at once. — M.J. Kaufman