The greatness of our love of God must be tested by the desire we have of suffering for His love.
Crank up the Beach Boys, Baby.
I like the performing. And interviews, even. And the stuff that's not sitting in a room by yourself with empty paper. But I never loved writing, to tell you the truth.
Short people got no reason to live.
This one guy's wife is such a pretty brown thing, that I'm liable to give her a poke or two. Whaddaya think of that?
I seen her with the milkman, riding down the street. When you're through with my baby, milkman, send her home to me.
Don't forget to bring that little blonde haired girl along. You know the one, love to watch her jump up and down.
I feel, like all modern Americans, no consciousness of sin and simply do not believe in it. All I know is that if God loves me only half as much as my mother does, he will not send me to Hell. That is a final fact of my inner consciousness, and for no religion could I deny its truth.
Everything that I'm seeing in America, when it comes to the groundwater contamination and the poisoning of people I see, it's a moral issue. Nobody's ever gonna convince me that a CEO wouldn't care if his own child was poisoned.
Your heart beats 72 times a minute. Every time it beats, it does so with the permission of its Creator.
What are you doing?" he breathed. "You're going around, stirring up everything. " "I've got time on my hands," I shot back, just as breathless, "since I dumped my asshat boyfriend. " He growled, fiercely passionate, his hand in my hair pulling so tightly it pained me. "You can't make this up with a kiss or a f*ck, Gideon. Not this time. " Gideon & Eva