Life changed you, and the people you thought you could not stand suddenly made sense to you.
To standing in the bow wind with no charted course." Clay Mitchell, "Half-Past Eternity" book II "Eterna".
If you hear Anarchy in the UK today your hair stands on end. It gives you the shivers.
Whether it goes to series or stands by itself, I'm proud of what we did with it, not only from the standpoint of what it could have been, but for itself.
I'm from Minnesota! I used to work Knuckleheads at the Mall of America as a stand-up. I spent New Year's there once. I'm not trying to namedrop.
I kind of have a happy magnet. I can't stand being depressed, so I work my ass off to get out of it as soon as possible.
I'm a tall woman. At work, that means a lot of my co-stars have to stand next to me on apple crates. But apparently, my height bodes well in the fashion world.
It's mainly a few elite women who benefit greatly from standing with the forces that keep women down.
It's because I'm a feminist that I can't stand women limiting other women's imaginations. It really makes me angry.
Whip the saddle and give the mule something to think about it.
If you lend something you may lose it, but not if you give it.
Nothing is as new as something which as been long forgotten.
People talk about something until it actually happens.
After three years even a disaster can be good for something.
He who prays a lot is afraid of something.
The secret of patience is doing something else in the meantime.
If you don't want to do something, one excuse is as good as another.
...I suspect everyone there can reason along the lines I described...It's just that when it comes to evolution, and especially to the related realization that we are all pretty small bits of the universe, it seems as though Ham and his followers just...
Suppose I try saying something. What way do I have of knowing that if I say I know something I don't really not know it? Or what way do I have of knowing that if I say I don't know something I don't really in fact know it?
And when her eyes met mine, I felt something click, like a key turning in a lock. Believe me, I'm no romantic, and while I've heard about love at first sight, I've never believed in it, and I still don't. But even so, there was something there, somet...
Paul was focusing on what was happening him, not him. Likewise, we can be sure that when something is happening to us, God is doing something in us--something that will shape us for eternity.
