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| 917777a | People are like that. They can only give you what they have inside. So if this Sydelle character is giving you so much trouble, it's because she's nothing but trouble on the inside. She's just delivering what's in her heart into the universe. | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| b426e1a | I always wondered, though, what the fathers felt as they drove up the street they used to drive down every night, and whether they really saw their former houses, whether they noticed how things got frayed and flaky around the edges now that they were gone. I wondered it again as I pulled up to the house I'd grown up in. It was, I noticed, looking even more Joad-like than usual. Neither my mother nor the dread life partner, Tanya, was much .. | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| ee1c7e6 | There is a long time in me between knowing and telling." --GRACE PALEY" | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| 74f205f | Admitting you had a problem was the first step - everyone knew that - but admitting you had a problem also left you open to the possibility that maybe you couldn't fix it | Jennifer Weiner | ||
| 3948f06 | The promise of God is not that He will never give us more weight than we want to carry. The promise of God is that He will never put more on us than we can bear. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| 1cde53f | If there is a secret, a carefully guarded secret, to human happiness, it is that one expressed in a seventeenth-century catechism that says, "Man's chief end is to glorify God and to enjoy him forever." The secret to happiness is found in obedience to God. How can we be happy if we are not obedient? How can we be obedient if we do not know what it is we are to obey? Thus the top and the tail of it is that happiness cannot be fully discovere.. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| 3fd822f | The suffering of the Christian or anyone else in this world is never ultimately an accident. All suffering is within the pale of divine sovereignty. All suffering comes within the broader context of the sovereignty of God. | suffering gospel | R.C. Sproul | |
| b0eba21 | How can we love a holy God? The simplest answer I can give to this vital question is that we can't. Loving a holy God is beyond our moral power. The only kind of God we can love by our sinful nature is an unholy god, an idol made by our own hands. Unless we are born of the Spirit of God, unless God sheds His holy love in our hearts, unless He stoops in His grace to change our hearts, we will not love Him. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| 2f36ec1 | The kingdom of God is not our only inheritance. In His last will and testament, Jesus left His heirs something else, something very special: "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid" (John 14:27)." | R.C. Sproul | ||
| b1ae361 | Just as the church needs members with different skills, our world must have various forms of labor, interdependent and thus valuable. A world full of ministers would be without churches, bread for the Lord's Supper, and printed Bibles to read. | christianity ministers economics theology | R.C. Sproul Jr. | |
| 8c593a5 | If you should ever be blessed to be far enough from the cacophony of civilization when a heavy snow falls, you can even hear the very music of the iced dew's delicate descent. It is the repainting of a landscape in a thousand hues of white. It is the dance of the wind. | R.C. Sproul Jr. | ||
| bbb0154 | It is one thing to believe in God; it is quite another to believe God. | faith god christian-faith | R.C. Sproul | |
| ff442de | Deep within our souls we know that God exists and that He has given His law to us. We seek to suppress this knowledge in order to escape God's commands. But no matter how hard we try, we cannot silence this inner voice. It can be muffled but not destroyed. | R. C. Sproul | ||
| d14447b | I was new Christian. My conversation had been sudden and dramatic, a replica for me of the Damascus Road. My life had been turned upside down,, and I was filled with zeal for the sweetness of Christ. I was consumed with a new passion. To study the Scripture. To learn hoe to pray. To conquer the vices that assaulted my character. To grow in grace. I wanted desperately to make my life count for Christ. My soul was singing, "Lord, I want to be.. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| f434964 | Those who understand God's sovereignty have joy even in the midst of suffering, a joy reflected on their very faces, for they see that their suffering is not without purpose. | suffering providence-of-god sovereignty-of-god | R.C. Sproul | |
| d482914 | Death frightens us. When we see another person die, we are reminded that we are also mortal, that someday death will come to us. It is a thought we try to push from our minds. We are uncomfortable when another's death rudely intrudes into our lives and reminds us of what we will face at some unknown future date. Death reminds us that we are creatures. Yet as fearsome as death it is, it is nothing compared with meeting a holy God. When we en.. | R.C. Sproul | ||
| ff4f3ad | you ought not judge" is itself a judgment! (Pluralists misinterpret Jesus' comments on judging [Matt. 7:1-5]. Jesus did not prohibit judging as such, only judging hypocritically.)" | Norman L. Geisler | ||
| fb242f8 | A man does not call a line crooked unless he has some idea of a straight line. | Norman L. Geisler | ||
| ae22b07 | We invest the moment with meanings it may not necessarily have. We constrain and limit the potential outcomes by imposing external expectations, by imagining and anticipating how others will see things, what they might say...when in reality none of that might matter." ~Jeremy William Carling" | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| 1488077 | Love is not something you can impute to another." ~Leonora" | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| b5da6a5 | Through the dimness she could just make him out, stretched on his back, his arms crossed behind his head. He might have been silent, but he hadn't been asleep. She could feel his frown as he looked at her. "What are you doing?" "Moving closer to you." Dropping her gowns, she shook out her cloak and laid it next to his. "Why?" "Mice." He let a heartbeat pass, then asked, carefully, "You're afraid of mice?" She nodded. "Rodents. I don't discr.. | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| ec7db04 | Stephanie, huh?" I ask, when she doesn't respond. "You go by Steph?" "No. Not Steph." she says as we cross the street to the familiar green and white Starbucks logo. "My ex-boyfriend called me that so I'm kind of over it." God, someone actually dated this cranky little midget? Then my eyes skimmed the perky cleavage beneath the tiny tank top. Right. There was that." | Lauren Layne | ||
| 48a7f1c | I could say 'I love you'--and I do." Raising his lids, he met her gaze. "But it's not that simple... not for me. I never wanted a wife." He drew in a breath. "I never wanted to love--not you, not any woman. I never wanted to risk it--never wanted to be forced to find out if I could handle the strain. In my family, loving's not easy--it's not a simple sunny thing that makes one merely happy. Love for us--for me--was always going to be dramat.. | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| 90ada29 | Sane women did not marry tyrants. | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| a2c3360 | I've moved before I realize I'm going to, and suddenly Stephanie is in my arms and I'm carrying my fake girlfriend through the Upper West Side as she mutters threats in my ear, and even though my delicate little flower is cursing up a storm, I find myself grinning. | Lauren Layne | ||
| ee0ce69 | One question I feel compelled to ask; Before they agreed to marry, did all the Cynster females behave as irrationally as Heather is?" He glanced briefly up, but Richard didn't look up from the lure he was tying off as he unperturably replied, "Prickly at the best of times, then 'have-at-you' the instant you set a foot, nay, a toe, wrong?" "Exactly." "Then yes." Richard straightened, tipping his head as he examined his lure. "It seems to be .. | Stephanie Laurens | ||
| 257e5cd | Alex said, "Okay, I need to know something. Why the Camel Club?" Stone answered, "Because camels have great stamina. They never give up." "That's what Oliver says, but the real reason is this," Reuben countered. "In the 1920s there was another Camel Club. And at each meeting of that club they would all raise their glasses and take a vow to oppose Prohibition to the last drop of whiskey. Now, that's my kind of club." | camel-club | David Baldacci | |
| e67fcac | The one thing I learned is that the Russians are some of the most cunning people on earth. They never do anything without a very good reason. And just because they're no longer a superpower doesn't mean they don't want to be again. - Oliver Stone | David Baldacci | ||
| 6103deb | Every time I walk with Alex I'm reminded both how lucky I am to have friends like him and also how unworthy I am to have friends like him. - Oliver Stone | David Baldacci | ||
| 5eca429 | I guess we're all lonely in some way. - Oliver Stone | David Baldacci | ||
| 017e275 | That was the way it was, the burial ritual. You set them in the earth and walked away to keep living, until it was your turn to be left behind. | David Baldacci | ||
| 256f4c5 | He'd been given an assignment to write about teen beauty pageants [...], which he'd accepted because he enjoyed blood sports as much as the next person. | beauty-pageants ruthlessness shows teen-beauty-pageants ambition satire teenagers sarcasm | David Baldacci | |
| 9d9c146 | Well, that dog was all Diamond had. When you love something, you can't just sit by and not do anything.' | wish-you-well | David Baldacci | |
| 722d352 | Now my wandering days are over. It will be bliss to settle down. Bliss. There's a word, now. Bliss to love and to be loved. | Betty Smith | ||
| ded11c2 | When the strong healthy boy, howling at the indignity of the birth process, was put to her breast, she felt a wild tenderness for him, The other baby, Francis, in the crib next her bed, began to whimper. Katie had a flash of contempt for the weak child she had borne a year ago, when she compared her to this new handsome son. She was quickly ashamed of hr contempt. She knew it wasn't the little girl's fault. "I must watch myself carefully," .. | Betty Smith | ||
| 2c753fe | Oh, the last time how clearly you see everything; as though a magnifying light had been turned on it. And you grieve because you hadn't held it tighter when you had it every day. | loss perspective | Betty Smith | |
| d4a9edb | Several times that day, the name or thought of Papa had come up. And each time, Francie had felt a flash of tenderness instead of the old stab of pain. "Am I forgetting him?" she thought. "In time to come, will it be hard to remember anything about him? I guess it's like Granma Mary Rommely says: 'With time, passes all.' The first year was hard because we could say last 'lection he voted. Last Thanksgiving he ate with us. But next year it w.. | Betty Smith | ||
| b5f6be3 | Katie! Don't nag! All of us are what we have to be and everyone lives the life it's in him to live. | Betty Smith | ||
| 756b1bd | Francie thought that all the books in the world were in that library and she had a plan about reading all the books in the world. She was reading a book a day in alphabetical order and not skipping the dry ones. She remembered that the first author had been Abbott. She had been reading a book a day for a long time now and she was still in the B's. Already she had read about bees and buffaloes, Bermuda vacations and Byzantine architecture. F.. | Betty Smith | ||
| 0821195 | You must learn to take a joke, Francie, otherwise life will be pretty hard on you. | Betty Smith | ||
| 57cc2eb | Why can't they," she thought bitterly, "just give the doll away without saying I am poor and she is rich? Why couldn't they just give it away without all the talking about it?" | Betty Smith | ||
| 5d69442 | I think it's good that people like us can waste something once in a while and get the feeling of how it would be to have lots of money and not have to worry about scrounging. | Betty Smith | ||
| 5ef730c | The Nolan's just could't get enough of life. They lived their own lives up to the hilt but that wasn't enough. They had to fill in on the lives of all the people they made contact with. | Betty Smith | ||
| 9fab022 | Going home in the trolley, Francie held the shoebox in her lap because Mama had no lap now. Francie thought deep thoughts during her ride. 'If what Granma Mary Rommely said is true, then it must be that no one ever dies, really. Papa is gone, but he's still here in many ways. He's here in Neeley who looks just like him and in Mama who knew him so long. He's here in his mother who began him and who is still living. Maybe I will have a boy so.. | Betty Smith |