Urgees Quotes & Sayings

More like an anaconda than a fuzzy blanket, pride continues to tighten its death grip, eventually choking out all humility and ending in our complete consumption with self. — Anonymous

I played the game, and now I have to pay the price. I didn't realize it was going to cost me my heart. — L.P. Dover

Loneliness is the fundamental force that urgees mystics to a deeper union with God ... An experience of God quenches this thirst for the absolute but at the same time, paradoxiacally, whets it, because this is an experience that can never be total; by necessity, the knowledge of God is always partial. So loneliness opens up mystics to a desire to love each other and every human being as God loves them. — Jean Vanier

Libraries are a tremendous and valuable resource, and I'm note sure it's possible to have too many of them. — Ann Leckie

Dreams don't always have to exist while the sun's down and your eyes are shut. — Alexander William Gaskarth

The heart has reason that reason doesn't know of. — Cameron Jace

A trickle of blood slid down his arm.
He felt nothing. He only saw it.
Because nothing hurt like missing her.
He suspected nothing ever would — Renee Ahdieh

Instinct is everything. — Bernard Cornwell

Life is what you portrait it! — Mohammad Hossein Khosh Bayan

I never worried about money, except that I knew that all I had to worry about was golf. As long as I could play, I was going to make money. — Jack Nicklaus

We inhabit a language rather than a country. — Emile M. Cioran

The feeling of his lips on my skin and his hand just below my breasts sent shivers through my body. I ran my hands through his soft hair, slipping in a kiss as he ran his tongue up my neck. His lips met mine again. — Julia Crane

Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy; — Anonymous

Possibly, some cynic, at once merry and bitter, had desired to signify, in this pantomimic scene, that we mortals, whatever our business or amusement
however serious, however trifling
all dance to one identical tune, and, in spite of our ridiculous activity, bring nothing finally to pass. — Nathaniel Hawthorne