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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 241baed | God is the one being in the universe for whom self-exaltation is the most loving thing. Anyone else who exalts himself distracts us from what we need, namely, God. | John Piper | ||
| 69a185a | Worship is. Missions exists because worship doesn't. Worship is ultimate, not missions, because God is ultimate, not man. When this age is over, and the countless millions of the redeemed fall on their faces before the throne of God, missions will be no more. It is a temporary necessity. But worship abides forever. With | John Piper | ||
| 49b6774 | DOING is often God's remedy for despair. | discipleship emotion | John Piper | |
| 96f06a0 | God is not honored by groundless love. In fact, there is no such thing. If we do not know anything about God, there is nothing in our mind to awaken love. If love does not come from knowing God, there is no point in calling it love . | knowledge love thinking | John Piper | |
| 48681a3 | On the other hand, emotion without truth produces empty frenzy and cultivates shallow people who refuse the discipline of rigorous thought. | John Piper | ||
| 6f4b31a | Is there just one single love in a lifetime? Are all our lovers -- from the first to the last, including the most fleeting -- part of that unique love, and is each of them merely an expression of it, a variation, a particular version? In the same way that in literature there is just one true masterpiece to which different writers give a particular form (taking the twentieth century alone: Joyce, who explores everything happening inside his .. | love | Dai Sijie | |
| c144bbc | Mankind, if it is to survive, must choose its leaders by the test of their intellectuality; and, contrarily, leadership must justify itself by its detachment, moderation and power of analysis. | John Keegan | ||
| 1a6dcf5 | When I was three years old and in my mother's arms, she looked down at me and said, "Son, the way I'm taking care of you now, when you get old, always have a woman to take care of you like this." Dig this! All I'm goin' do is rest and dress, buy gasoline and lean. I'm goin' buy diamond rings and have the best of everything. I'm goin' pimp whores." | choices lifestyle street urban | Donald Goines | |
| 2c70b74 | The impulse came to her clairvoyantly, and she obeyed without a sign of hesitation. Deeper comprehension would come to her of the whole awful puzzle. And come it did, yet not in the way she imagined and expected. | creepy horror revelation | Algernon Blackwood | |
| 1a6d3a6 | The dusk rapidly deepened; the glades grew dark; the crackling of the fire and the wash of little waves along the rocky lake shore were the only sounds audible. The wind had dropped with the sun, and in all that vast world of branches nothing stirred. Any moment, it seemed, the woodland gods, who are to be worshipped in silence and loneliness, might stretch their mighty and terrific outlines among the trees. | wilderness | Algernon Blackwood | |
| 8e052cf | The loneliness of the place had entered our very bones, and silence seemed natural, for after a bit the sound of our voices became a trifle unreal and forced; whispering would have been the fitting mode of communication, I felt, and the human voice, always rather absurd amid the roar of the elements, now carried with it something almost illegitimate. It was like talking out loud in church, or in some place where it was not lawful, perhaps n.. | Algernon Blackwood | ||
| f82f601 | I understood that the most terrible thing in life is complete hopelessness... To cross out all the 'maybes' and give up the fight when you still have strength for it is the most terrible form of suicide. It's almost unbearable to watch it happening in others. Unjustified hope - salvation for the weak in spirit and intellect - irritates me. But the loss of hope is the paralysis, even the death, of the soul. Sveta, let us hope, while we still.. | Orlando Figes | ||
| 4bcf6dc | The white flashed back into a red ball in the southeast. They all knew what it was. It was Orlando, or McCoy Base, or both. It was the power supply for Timucuan County. Thus the lights went out, and in that moment civilization in Fort Repose retreated a hundred years. So ended The Day. | disaster nuclear-war war | Pat Frank | |
| 8972c38 | It was strange, she thought, pedaling steadily, that it should require a holocaust to make her own life worth living. | Pat Frank | ||
| 39c5156 | I would never hurt you. Shifters mate for life. For LIFE. I recognized you the moment I saw you. I knew we belonged. I knew I was born to protect you. To make you happy. To love you, Sonia, like no one in this world has ever been loved. | heartfelt-declaration | Christine Feehan | |
| 09a6483 | Julian made another effort to breathe. Air. It was all around him, yet he couldn't seem to drag enough into his lungs. He took her hand in his and carried it to the warmth of his mouth. 'We will need to find a safe subject, cara mia, or I will not make it through these next few minutes. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e5a3261 | Gregori glided through the cypress trees, tall, fit,healthy. Even his clothes were immaculate. His hair was shining clean, tied at his nape with a leather thong. His silver eyes were clear, and once more his face was a mask of sensual beauty. "Gary"-the voice, as always, was of purity and strength-"please leave us for a few moments." "Will she be all right?" Gary asked fearfully. In spite of himself, he had checked her pulse several times. .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 74c9939 | He knew he would always be obsessed, would always crave her taste. | christine-feehan dark-sentinel | Christine Feehan | |
| bc8ad45 | Gregori gathered Savannah tenderly into his arms. He gave the command,and even as he felt her heart flutter, he pressed her mouth to his throat. ma petite. Savannah turned her head,her first breath a sigh of warmth against his throat. | Christine Feehan | ||
| ab34359 | Gabriel? Are you implying Gabriel had something to with Thompson's death?" Francesca sounded somewhere between outraged and amused. "You can't be serious, Brice." "He crushed his hand, Francesca. Your Gabriel did that. Crushed his fist with one hand. I watched him do it and he wasn't even straining. I never even saw him come into the room. He was just there. There's something not quite right about him. His eyes. They aren't human. He's not .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| cd79135 | Mikhail demanded, even though he understood Gregori completely and felt him justified. Gregori did not look at him but stared out into the storm. There was an unmistakable warning note, an actual threat. In all their centuries together, such a thing had never happened. In all their centuries together, such a thing had never happened. Mikhail immediately closed his mind to Raven. She could never hope to understand how Gregori felt. Without.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 6f59b80 | The dawn will be upon us in a couple of hours. We need to leave this place." "I won't go with you," she insisted stubbornly. "If your pride dictates that you must fight me, you may try to do so." His voice, with its Old World cadence and formality, was almost tender. Her eyes deepened to purple. "Stop giving me your permission! I am Mikhail and Raven's daughter, a Carpathian like yourself and not without my own powers. I have the right to m.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 008d1a8 | You are weak, Savannah. I can feel it when our minds merge." "Stay out of my mind. You certainly weren't invited." Her hands went to her hips. "And just for the record, your mind needs to be washed out with soap! Half the things you think we're going to do are never going to happen. I could never look at you again." He laughed. Aloud.An actual, real laugh. It welled up unexpectedly and emerged low and husky, with genuine amusement. Gregori .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| e016c69 | Holding each other, the rain cooling their bodies, they laughed like children. "I expected steam this time," Jacques said, crushing her to him. "Can you do that?" Shea fit the back of her head into the niche of his sternum. One hand idly slid over the heavy muscles of his chest. "Make us so hot we turn the rain to steam?" He grinned boyishly down at her, for the first time so carefree that he forgot for a moment the torment he had suffered... | Christine Feehan | ||
| 3b7d4bd | He also thinks there's something in the Carpathian woman's chemistry that makes it impossible for the female chromosome to beat out the male." "Wouldn't you know he'd think it was the woman," Shea sniffed contemptuously." | Christine Feehan | ||
| 62d5971 | He thought moving to a small town would allow him to find a way to get along to some extent but people were just plain idiots. | people-suck small-town-life | Christine Feehan | |
| 9904182 | Gregori stepped away from the huddled mass of tourists, putting distance between himself and the guide. He walked completely erect,his head high, his long hair flowing around him. His hands were loose at his sides, and his body was relaxed, rippling with power. "Hear me now, ancient one." His voice was soft and musical, filling the silence with beauty and purity. "You have lived long in this world, and you weary of the emptiness. I have com.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 70e61f0 | She was only twenty-three, not even a quarter of a century old.She had spent the last five years living exclusively in the human world. Now her wild nature was calling to her. Gregori was touching something untamed in her, something to which she had forbidden herself access. Something wild and unhibited and incredibly sensuous. Savannah looked up at his dark, handsome face. It was so male. So carnal. So powerful. Just looking at him made .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| a497699 | I'm going to crash if you keep that up. You're sort of distracting.' He laughed again at her matter-of-fact observation. 'I'm of distracting? I obviously need to try harder. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 17ad906 | But even as he reached out to cup he face he heard an angry buzzing, and a huge black bee dive-bombed him from out of nowhere. With an oath, Thomas jumped back, swatting ineffectually at the persistent insect. As his left foot came down he turned his ankle and nearly fell. Alexandria's hand covered her mouth in horror. Aidan returned innocently from the living room. He smiled and moved slowly toward her. "Marie!" In a panic, Alexandria .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| f8e86f2 | He was the kind of man who could kiss a woman, laying his heart at her feet, and then go torture and kill an enemy to ensure those he loved survived another day. | shifters | Christine Feehan | |
| 1d59878 | And you might also remember you are the greatest healer among us. That is unchallenged by anyone." "I am the greatest killer, also unchallenged." He tried to give her truth again. She touched his hard mouth. "I will hunt with you then,lifemate." His heart slammed against his ribs. Her smile was mysterious, scretive, and so beautiful,it broke his heart. "What is behind this smile, ." His hand caught and spanned her throat, his thumb brushing.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 14e2673 | Or maybe it was survival mode they both lived in, and they didn't dare allow anyone else in because if they were ripped apart a second time there would be no fixing either of them | earth-bound sisters-of-the-heart | Christine Feehan | |
| fb71d88 | Lucian attempted a wan smile, although he did not open his eyes. "You are the miracle my brother has named you in his thoughts." "Has he named me a miracle?" Even her voice was soothing and tranquil to Gabriel's ears. He wanted to touch her, bask forever in her beauty, in her serenity. After the chaos of a bleak, gray world filled with violence, she was a miracle. "Yes, and for once, he was right." There was an edge of weariness to the beau.. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 9b52a81 | Gator, go wake that woman of yours. I need some answers. We need her to run the computers for us." "Tonight, Boss?" Gator complained. "I had other ideas." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "We all did. Hop to it." "What about Sam?" Tucker asked. "His woman is the one who got us into this." "I'm wounded." Sam clutched his abdomen dramatically and staggered with quick, long strides so that he made it to the doorway in three quick steps. .. | Christine Feehan | ||
| 09301ff | He was set on having her for the rest of his life, no matter how long or little that was, but he could see, if she agreed, he was going to have his hands full. | paranormal romance science-fiction | Christine Feehan | |
| cec2912 | Who you allow into the circle of your life will make the difference in the quality of your life. | friendship happiness life philosophy zen zen-and-the-art-of-happiness | Chris Prentiss | |
| bdc4243 | The best way for you to get that new experience is to change your response to what happens. | happiness life philosophy zen zen-and-the-art-of-happiness | Chris Prentiss | |
| 4e33ad3 | We have had a good time while we were young, but it is in the nature of Time to fly. | T.H. White | ||
| 91789c1 | Snylrem stnemilpmoc ot enutpen dna lliw eh yldnik tpecca siht yob sa a hsif? | merlyn spells | T.H. White | |
| 06a58d5 | He was standing in the Inner Court, shouting for his enemy. When Guenever saw him, and he saw her, the electric message went between their eyes before they spoke a word. It was as if Elaine and the whole Quest for the Grail had never been. So far as we can make it out, she had accepted her defeat. He must have seen in her eyes that she had given in to him, that she was prepared to leave him to be himself-to love God, and to do whatever he p.. | T.H. White | ||
| 564fa1b | The snow-haired Uncle Dap, so old as to be absolutely fabulous, was trying to jump over his walking-stick. | T.H. White | ||
| 12f6ccc | Nobody can be too careful about their habits of speech. | T.H. White | ||
| f27f166 | The poor fellow had never been cut out to be a villain. | T.H. White |