Francis Chan Quotes
I want to live so that I am truly submitted to the Spirit's leading on a daily basis. Christ said its better for us that the Spirit came and I want to live like that is true. I don't want to keep crawling when I have the ability to fly.
Francis Chan
Quotes to Explore
Strict conservation of energy in the elementary process had thus been confirmed also by a negative experiment.
Walther Bothe
Roadrunner wanted to make Born in the Flood the next Nickelback, but I didn't want to be that. I didn't want to be a huge rock star playing songs I didn't like. I didn't want to be stuck playing 'Anthem,' the song everybody liked but I didn't want to put on the record, for the next five years.
Nathaniel Rateliff
Falsehood is a perennial spring.
Edmund Burke
My grandad was a miner. My father, brother, and uncles all work in industry.
Faye Marsay
E-mails, phone calls, Web sites, videos. They're still all letters, basically, and they've come to outnumber old-fashioned conversations. They are the conversation now.
Walter Kirn
I'm very much a Christian in ideals and ethics, especially in terms of belief in fairness, a deep set obligation to others, and the virtues of charity, tolerance and generosity that we associate with traditional Christian teaching.
E. O. Wilson
Classical music only really came into my life in 1969. I wish I had heard classical music and church music when I was a teenager or even as a child.
Ian Anderson
My reading list grows exponentially. Every time I read a book, it'll mention three other books I feel I have to read. It's like a particularly relentless series of pop-up ads.
A. J. Jacobs
What does God want me to do with the resources, time, and talents He has given me?
D. Todd Christofferson
There are just some things that you can't deny.
Zachary Cole Smith
The human spirit fails, except when the Holy Spirit fills.
Corrie Ten Boom
Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word," he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Walter de La Mare
