Thensvne Quotes & Sayings

When you move forward in life or move on with life..
Moving on from people is the most difficult and painful..
But probably the most 'necessary'..
One may have to leave behind many who's, what's, when's, where's and why's..
Imperative to maintaining forward momentum in life.. — Abha Maryada Banerjee

Remember: He WANTS your fellowship, and He has done everything possible to make it a reality. He has forgiven your sins, at the cost of His own dear Son. He has given you His Word, and the priceless privilege of prayer and worship. — Billy Graham

Dear Government ... I'm going to have a serious talk with you if I ever find anyone to talk to. — Stieg Larsson

I could have made my whole life like that morning just on the strength of pure understanding and willingness to live and go along, God it was all the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me in its own way - but it was all sinister. — Jack Kerouac

We don't like writing. We like having written. — Debra Dixon

When I get home from a heavy work day, I make sure I get outside with the kids. I don't think there's any better cure than being active as a family outside. — Elisabeth Hasselbeck

He who does not understand that a dead lion is more alive than a living dog will remain a dog. — Maimonides

Dead. Supposedly Suicide. That's how they'll kill Michael too. Make it look like a suicide or an accident of some sort. — H.C. Deboard

Mr Corcoran, whom by chance I was observing, smiled preliminarily but when about to speak, his smile was transfixed on his features and his entire body assumed a stiff attitude. Suddenly he sneezed, spattering his clothing with a mucous discharge from his nostrils.
As my uncle hurried to his assistance, I felt that my gorge was about to rise. I retched slightly, making a noise with my throat similar to that utilized by persons in the article of death. My uncle's back was towards me as he bent in ministration.
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I clutched my belongings and retired quickly as they worked together with their pocket-cloths. I went to my room and lay prostrate on my bed, endeavouring to recover my composure. — Flann O'Brien