Cecil Frances Alexander Quotes
Souls in heathen darkness lying, where no light has broken through, souls that Jesus bought by dying, whom his soul in travail knew.... Haste, o haste and spread the tidings, let no shore be left untrod, no lost brother's bitter chidings haunt us from the further sod; tell the heathen all the precious truths of God.
Cecil Frances Alexander
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I want every kid to go to college and be like a normal student. I want them to be able to go to a movie, go to a concert. I want them to be able to have that opportunity. But if you're paying kids, are you going to pay a lineman less than you're paying a quarterback? I don't know how to explain that stuff.
Larry Brown
It is a very great mistake, common to counsel, and especially to young counsel, to consider that a decision of any court must necessarily command the respect of another.
Samuel Freeman Miller
sub specie aeternitatis
Baruch Spinoza
'I assure you, paladin king, that if I had a sword in hand, I would willingly cut out your heart, here and now. If you expect me to beg look elsewhere. The fool monk can bring me to my knees, but if I am not there of my own choosing, then calling it begging would ring as hollow as does your crown, yes?' -Artemis Entreri
R. A. Salvatore
You can be a permanent fixture in my lyrical mixture.
Eminem
Kind hearts are here; yet would the tenderest oneHave limits to its mercy; God has none.
Adelaide Anne Procter
I love cereals. We must have 10 to 15 boxes. But if I'm being honest, I have Fruit Loops and Lucky Charms hidden behind the healthier ones.
Aerin Lauder
I played in Kent's triumphant Second XI Trophy final team last season, ironically against Hampshire 2nds at the Rose Bowl last September, finishing with 2-17 off six overs.
James Hibberd
If you have ever been to couples therapy it's really, really challenging.
Sandra Oh
Souls in heathen darkness lying, where no light has broken through, souls that Jesus bought by dying, whom his soul in travail knew.... Haste, o haste and spread the tidings, let no shore be left untrod, no lost brother's bitter chidings haunt us from the further sod; tell the heathen all the precious truths of God.
Cecil Frances Alexander