Vermeyen Quotes & Sayings

Does a chicken have lips? — John Sandford

We, today, stand on the shoulders of our predecessors who have gone before us. We, as their successors, must catch the torch of freedom and liberty passed on to us by our ancestors. We cannot lose in this battle. — Benjamin E. Mays

Race and class are the easiest divisions. It's very stupid. — Lynda Barry

So as our story begins everything is going pretty good
the giants are leaving everyone alone for a minute
and everything is pretty okay
so obviously Odin has to go and fuck it all up by making a shitty deal with a giant. — Cory O'Brien

My father, his spirit is with me constantly, and I'm a believer in that world and the world of dreams and that stuff. — Ziggy Marley

You have to learn where your weaknesses end and your strengths starts or you will spend your life focusing on all that falls apart. — Nikki Rowe

I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had. Someone to live for. Unafraid to say I Love You. — Jonathan Larson

If you really do hate evil, you can't hate anything else — Dennis Prager

In marriage, we might say, we lose our independence in order to gain new freedom, so if we give ourselves to our God, our True Love, we will become more free than we can imagine. We will be free from fears, insecurity, and shame. We will be free to forgive, to love others, to face suffering in a way we could not before. — Timothy Keller

There is a decided bias against things Christian. — Gary DeMar

Hell is the opposite. It's cold and stark and full of nothing. And I'm there now. — Denise Grover Swank

Life is too short for regrets. Live, laugh, love. — J. B. Ring

Unlimited activity, of whatever kind, must end in bankruptcy. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

The dark scary servant of all evil was on his way to rescue me. Somehow that thought failed to make me warm and fuzzy. — Ilona Andrews

Tis a far cry from home for a poor lonely thing,
O'er the deeps and wild waters of seas,
Where you can't hear your dear mother's voice softly sing
Like a breeze gently stirring the trees.
Come home, little one, wander back here someday,
I'll watch for you, each evening and morn,
Through all the long season 'til I'm old and grey
As the frost on the hedges at dawn.
There's a lantern that shines in my window at night,
I have long kept it burning for you,
It glows through the dark, like a clear guiding light,
And I know someday you'll see it, too.
So hasten back, little one, or I will soon be gone,
No more to see your dear face,
But I know that I'll feel your tears fall one by one,
On the flowers o'er my resting place. — Brian Jacques