Edward Thomson Quotes
Christ is a rock in a weary land, a covert from the tempest of Divine justice, receiving through the ages the snows of Divine mercy, and melting them for the green pastures and still waters of God's peaceful flock — a rock against which wicked men and devils have breathed their empty curses in vain, for eighteen hundred years.Edward Thomson
Quotes to Explore
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Any woman who wishes to smash into the world of men isn't very feminine.
Ida Lupino -
I just tend to do things to myself that I don't realize I'm doing. Sometimes I bite my lip so that it splits and hurts, and yet I can't stop. And sometimes I'd play shows on the last run, I'd scratch my neck while I was singing, and I'd horrified to see these red streaks of blood after.
Fiona Apple -
For me, rockabilly is very, very exciting music. It's electric and kind of wild, you know? It's 'make your hairs stand up on the back of your neck' kind of music.
Imelda May -
I know about the tech industry in that I follow what apps are hot and software development. I know my way around different browsers. I know how to restart a computer.
T. J. Miller -
We're trying to make money, trying to add a zero onto our net worth.
J. B. Pritzker -
I think beauty comes from within. If you're happy and look at life in the best way you can, even when there are problems, it can make you beautiful on the outside.
Faith Hill
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God drove Cain out of his presence and sent him into exile far away from his native land, so that he passed from a life of human kindness to one which was more akin to the rude existence of a wild beast.
Saint Ambrose -
All governments are run by liars and nothing they say should be believed.
I. F. Stone -
You know, I have said before, and I will say again, that when we started on this journey, we did so with an abiding faith in the American people and their ability, our ability, to join together and change the country in ways that would make life better for our kids and our grandkids.
Barack Obama -
Can't get up in the morning lately and I'm just sunk in a dream I'm always the ship in the stream
Zooey Deschanel -
Γνώσῃ διδαχθεὶς ὀψὲ γοῦν τὸ σωφρονεῖν.
Aeschylus -
When I die? Fuck it, I wanna go to hell, 'cause I'm a piece of shit. It ain't hard to fuckin' tell.
The Notorious B.I.G.
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No doubt, when modesty was made a virtue, it was a very advantageous thing for the fools, for everybody is expected to speak of himself as if he were one.
Arthur Schopenhauer -
Probably people always feel that they are living in a time of transition, but we can hardly be mistaken perhaps in thinking that this is an era of particularly momentous change, rapid and proceeding at an ever quickening rate.
Emily Greene Balch -
Fortunately, nature is as generous with its problems as Nobel with his fortune. The more we know, the more aware we are of what we know not.
David Gross -
That's just the way this business works. You're a reliable commodity.
Christy Romano -
I think it's impossible not to see something you wanted happen to someone else and maybe wish it for yourself.
Sia LSD -
Creativity has got to have some edge to it, doesn't it?
David Droga
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I vigorously deny hitting Ms. Sheridan.
Marc Cherry -
My camping days are over, but I might consider glamping.
Christine Feehan -
Yes, and because we grow old we become more and more the stuff our forbears put into us. I can feel his savagery strengthen in me. We think we are so individual and so misunderstood when we are young; but the nature our strain of blood carries is inside there, waiting, like our skeleton.
Willa Cather -
Barriers have been broken: rappers are singing, and singers are rapping. You might catch a rapper on a rock song, a pop artist on a hip-hop song - there are so many different things that are going on today. That is the same way in which we live our lives; we're all over the place. I like to try different things.
Trey Songz -
One moment you appear to be riding the crest of a wave, only to have the rug pulled away from you, bringing you back down to earth with a sickening thud.
John Barrow -
Christ is a rock in a weary land, a covert from the tempest of Divine justice, receiving through the ages the snows of Divine mercy, and melting them for the green pastures and still waters of God's peaceful flock — a rock against which wicked men and devils have breathed their empty curses in vain, for eighteen hundred years.
Edward Thomson