Warinthorn Naksingh Quotes & Sayings

Father, thank You for hearing my cry from the pit. I receive Your grace today and stand on the solid ground of Your righteousness. Every time I think of how You rescued me, my mouth can't help but sing Your praise. I love You and am so grateful for You. Let my whole life sing Your song. Amen! — Louie Giglio

Lips all crude scarlet, and eyes as absurdly big and round as a child's good-by kiss. — Eleanor Hallowell Abbott

His voice cracked with the strain, and they stood looking at each other in the whiteness and the emptiness, and Harry felt they were as insignificant as insects beneath that wide sky. — J.K. Rowling

I used to wonder why Lucy liked those songs so much. You know what I mean? She sits in the dark and listens and cries. Music does that to her ... I didn't understand for a long time. But I do now. The sad songs are a safe hurt. It's a diversion. It's controlled. And maybe it helps you imagine that real pain will be like that. But it's not. Lucy knows that, of course. You can't prepare for real pain. You just have to let it rip you apart. — Harlan Coben

A beautiful woman belongs to everyone but an ugly one is yours alone -Gunny Chang, Gunship — J.J. Snow

I have periods where I listen to regular rap, Jay-Z, Eminem and Lil Wayne. The next day I might have some Christian alternative music. The next day I have on some dance music. It all varies what I listen to. — Steve Blake

If we really want something done, it is best to do it ourselves. — Aesop

Good God enlighten us! Which of these two belongs to the sterner sex - the man who sits in Whitehall all his life on a comfortable salary, or the woman who has to keep her teeth bared lest she has her meatless bone of 17s. 4d. a week snatched away from her and who has to produce the next generation on her off-days? — Rebecca West

Last summer I spent almost an hour blowing dandelions off their stems towards him, so that he had a chance to wish for everything he wanted. — Helen Oyeyemi

Sad to think that we won't have any new stories from John Updike, one of the last century's masters. But so many here in the two volumes of his collected stories, 186 by my count, stories to read, reread, savor over the course of a cold season. Updike's genius in the short form spills out of these many, many pages. — Alan Cheuse

If female sexuality is muted compared to that of men, then why must men the world over go to extreme lengths to control and contain it? — Barbara Smuts

If you watch any John Hughes film of the eighties, that was my childhood experience. — Aimee Mullins