Brian D. McLaren Quotes
Confession: Imagine if love, not law, was the standard by which we learned to examine ourselves and confess our sins against God, neighbor, and the earth we share. Imagine if each week we were guided into the kind of self-examination that helped us name and turn from our unloving acts in recent days. And imagine if, along with confessing our sins, we confessed or named our hurts, the places where others have wounded us, so that we could process our pain and then respond in a way that doesn’t give in to resentment or revenge.
Brian D. McLaren
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I love talking to my friends at uni and seeing what they are doing. They're just finishing their dissertations, and I kind of wish I could live their life for a second. I wish my school days could have dragged on a little longer, or that I could go back and do it later in life.
Cara Delevingne
I, for one, can't be sure at all there is a God.
Vincent Bugliosi
I love this life. I feel like I am always catching my breath and saying, 'Oh! Will you look at that?' Photography has been my way of bearing witness to the joy I find in seeing the extraordinary in ordinary life. You don't look for pictures. Your pictures are looking for you.
Harold Feinstein
Children do not give up their innate imagination, curiosity, dreaminess easily. You have to love them to get them to do that.
R. D. Laing
We emphasize that we believe in change because we were born of it, we have lived by it, we prospered and grew great by it. So the status quo has never been our god, and we ask no one else to bow down before it.
Carl T. Rowan
Do not worship me, I am not God. I'm only a man. I worship Jesus Christ.
Haile Selassie
Good scripts are hard to find.
Daniel Craig
Northern Ireland has treated me well, you know?
James Nesbitt
It was more of their quirky show. It was more like a cult show. The ratings weren't really that high.
Amy Sedaris
Mornin' ladies, my goodness don't you look happy. Must be cuttin' somebody up pretty good.
Andy Griffith
Sleep, to the homeless thou art home; the friendless find in thee a friend.
Ebenezer Elliott
Confession: Imagine if love, not law, was the standard by which we learned to examine ourselves and confess our sins against God, neighbor, and the earth we share. Imagine if each week we were guided into the kind of self-examination that helped us name and turn from our unloving acts in recent days. And imagine if, along with confessing our sins, we confessed or named our hurts, the places where others have wounded us, so that we could process our pain and then respond in a way that doesn’t give in to resentment or revenge.
Brian D. McLaren
