Themba Cabeka Quotes & Sayings

I really believe that a lawyer - no matter how good - if he or she is really worth their weight in salt, they will lose some cases because, after all, it is not really one of those secretive things that not everything is decided by who your lawyer is. — Floyd Abrams

Men are destroyed for being rebellious, and women destroy themselves by failing to be rebellious. Unless you can make that next jump to either getting along with people or resisting people, you are ultimately destroying yourself. — Chuck Palahniuk

I'm not saying that everything I did was right, but everything I did was for an honourable purpose. — Lee Kuan Yew

Life does often get in the way of one's reading. — Helen Simonson

At the cross, Jesus subjects himself to disability, and his resurrected body continues to bear his scars as a sign of God's solidarity with humanity. — Thomas E. Reynolds

Ben, why should anybody want that much power?"
"Why does a moth fly toward light? — Robert A. Heinlein

Eccentricity is the universal trait of humanity. — Dean Koontz

Our challenge is much more pervasive than it would be if we were just facing one enemy in one place. [Instead there is] the Middle East, Iraq, North Korea, Iran. There's a relatively long list that we believe are linked to the al Qaeda network in the Philippines, in Indonesia and in Yemen and other places. That makes it very clear that this is a global network. — Hillary Clinton

Is grey, and I like that about all the characters, the killer, the driver ... the movie has a very unlikely Hollywood ending, at the same time it helps you for a sequel too. Those are the things that I think are attractive, it's more, its real life, and people can identify with it and it just grounds it to a certain degree. That's the reason why. — George Tillman Jr.

Lora ... Her name was a tormented whisper as he kissed her harder, fiercer than before, as if he was starving for the taste of her mouth. She twisted in his arms, not trying to get away but to work her arms free ... She managed to push them up through his crushing hold and lock them around his neck. He groaned deep in his throat, and she groaned too in protest as his mouth suddenly left hers. He was looking down at her, his breathing heavy, a wild glitter in his eyes. Lora lifted one hand from the corded nape of his neck and lightly stroked the rough, wet edges of his hair. — Karen Robards

I know he's crying but I don't know how to comfort him, or why I am not crying myself. — Veronica Roth