Cormac McCarthy Quotes
Jackson, pistols drawn, lurched into the street vowing to shoot the ass off Jesus Christ, the longlegged white son of a bitch.
Cormac McCarthy
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My wrestling and family go together. It's always been that way, from day one with my mom and dad, my sister, my wife, four daughters, grandsons, son-in-laws.
Dan Gable
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I think Jesus was about bringing people together and connecting people in love, hanging out with the people who other people didn't want to hang out with. Spending time with the worst of the worst because He knew those are the people who needed Him most.
Aaron Rodgers
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They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus, that means guns, sex, lies, video tapes, but if I talk about God my record won't get played Huh?
Kanye West
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When I was working a lot, I felt guilty as a parent. I couldn't pick up my son every day from school, bake him cookies and that kind of thing.
Barbra Streisand
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I base jumped off the Jesus statue in Rio de Janeiro.
Felix Baumgartner
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Character is supreme in life, hence Jesus stood supreme in the supreme thing - so supreme that, when we think of the ideal, we do not add virtue to virtue, but think of Jesus Christ, so that the standard of human life is no longer a code but a character.
E. Stanley Jones
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Jesus said the meek would inherit the earth, but so far all we've gotten is Minnesota and North Dakota.
Garrison Keillor
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I am a mother now, and I'm a mother to a son, and I want him to go into the world a feminist. I want him to go into the world with compassion for humanity.
Karyn Kusama
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I've come of heart, baby, but now I'm coolI didn't make it surely, playin' by the rulesI've come of heart, baby, but now I'm fineI'm checkin' trouble, sure movin' down the lineI've come of heart, baby, but that's OK'Cause Trouble Man don't get in my way.
Marvin Gaye
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I've never believed in singing about Satan and thinking he's cool, because he's not.
Dave Mustaine
Metallica
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He went home one evening and drank three cups of tea with three lumps of sugar in each cup, cut his jugular with a razor three times and scrawled on a photograph of his wife with his dying hand goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
Flann O'Brien
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Jackson, pistols drawn, lurched into the street vowing to shoot the ass off Jesus Christ, the longlegged white son of a bitch.
Cormac McCarthy