Tellies Clothing Quotes & Sayings

I held the Host with two fingers and thought: How small Jesus made Himself, in order to show us that He doesn't expect great things of us, but rather little things with great love. — Mother Teresa

We might be too proud to admit it as guys, but we still need to learn how to manage responsibility, how to face our challenges. — Ryan Reynolds

This was going to be like hunting black cats at midnight on a moonless night. — Avery Flynn

But in the finished art of the song the use of words has no connection with the use of words in poetry. — John Drinkwater

Forsake Reality and I'll Show you a Wonder — John Evans

To be a saint or a man of too good a nature in today's pragmatic world, with everyone out to get the other fellow, was equivalent to being a fool, wasn't it? — Shusaku Endo

I find there is something very intimate about being the voice in someone's ear when they're driving. — Tim Curry

The television image sanctified, conferred identity. The more familiar the face, the more to be trusted. — P.D. James

[T]hen all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago. — Herman Melville

He stopped the flyers
And by his rare example made the coward
Turn terror into sport. As weeds before
A vessel under sail, so men obeyed
And fell below his stem. His sword, Death's stamp,
Where it did mark, it took; from face to foot
He was a thing of blood, whose every motion
Was timed with dying cries. Alone he entered
The mortal gate o' th' city, which he painted
With shunless destiny; aidless came off
And with a sudden reinforcement struck
Corioles like a planet. Now all's his,
When by and by the dim of war gan pierce
His ready sense; then straight his doubled spirit
Requickened what in flesh was fatigate,
And to the battle came he, where he did
Run reeking o'er the lives of men as if
'Twere a perpetual spoil; and till we called
Both field and city ours, he never stood
To ease his breast with panting. — William Shakespeare

I took up windsurfing to explore my own courage. — Laurie Nadel

I write the story that nobody reads. Someday, I'm going to write it in German to see if anyone notices. — Rick Reilly