Sarah MacLean Quotes
And as the bullet ripped through his flesh, Ralston was consumed by a single thought: I never told her that I loved her.
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Ability without enthusiasm is like a rifle without a bullet.
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Do grant, oh my God, that when my lips approach Yours to kiss You, I may taste the gall that was given to You; when my shoulders lean against Yours, make me feel Your scourging; when my flesh is united with Yours, in the Holy Eucharist, make me feel Your passion; when my head comes near Yours, make me feel Your thorns; when my heart is close to Yours, make me feel Your spear.
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And as the bullet ripped through his flesh, Ralston was consumed by a single thought: I never told her that I loved her.
