Katie Louchheim Quotes
Which is the woman, which the child? The joyous laugh that opens doors, steals sugared moments from the shelf? Or the dreamer mixing metaphors with tears to make a book of self To read aloud in winter's rooms When summer's sounds have ceased to bloom?
Katie Louchheim
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Every writer I know got their start in a library somewhere. We read a book, and we thought, 'I want to do that.'
Karin Slaughter
When I got a million subscribers, it just sort of snowballed from there because a lot more people show interest. They're like, 'Who's this? They've got a million subscribers; maybe I'll like their channel.'
Zoe Sugg
I have had an amazing career for a man who hits things for a living.
Larry Mullen, Jr.
U2
Catholic schools in Indonesia routinely accept non-Catholic students, but exempt them from studying religion. Obama's school documents, though, wrongly list him as being Indonesian.
Aaron Klein
Learning to read the Bible in the light of the times in which it was written is critical. Reading it uncritically, without understanding the cultural and historical setting of the text, leaves us forced to accept scientific and sociological norms of the ancient Near East from 3,000 years ago.
Adam Hamilton
I pretty much preach, teach and nag.
Laura Schlessinger
I don't know whether we Church members fully appreciate the Book of Mormon, one of our sacred scriptures, as we really should.
Joseph B. Wirthlin
My instinct is to protect my children from pain. But adversity is often the thing that gives us character and backbone. It's always been a struggle for me to back off and let my children go through difficult experiences.
Nicole Kidman
Brother Cannon remarked that people wondered how many wives and children I had. He may inform them that I shall have wives and children by the million, and glory, and riches, and power, and dominion, and kingdom after kingdom, and reign triumphantly...
Brigham Young
Which is the woman, which the child? The joyous laugh that opens doors, steals sugared moments from the shelf? Or the dreamer mixing metaphors with tears to make a book of self To read aloud in winter's rooms When summer's sounds have ceased to bloom?
Katie Louchheim
