#come

Women have more to prove than men when it comes to politics. ↗

— Julie Nixon Eisenhower

#men #more #politics #prove #than

The ill effects of thought come about when we forget that thought is a function of our consciousness... an ability that we as human beings have. We are the producers of our own thinking. ↗

— Richard Carlson

#about #beings #come #consciousness #effects

if something went wrong in your life...... Blame Canada ↗

— Deva Nelson

#life

Now, listen Tyler,' Lara said, feeling a little impatient. She rather liked a cuddle after sex, and a bit of kissing. But a guilt trip was absolutely unacceptable, even if they were lying naked on someone else's kitchen table. ↗

— Lola Salt

#lara-craft #lola-salt #romance #life

Nothing is a joke with me. It just all comes out like one. ↗

— Lorrie Moore

#jokes #life #life

The monsters of our childhood do not fade away, neither are they ever wholly monstrous. But neither, in my experience, do we ever reach a plane of detachment regarding our parents, however wise and old we may become. To pretend otherwise is to cheat. ↗

— John le Carre

#become #cheat #childhood #detachment #ever

Books that have become classics - books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal - always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay. ↗

— Thomas Bailey Aldrich

#always #become #books #captains #classics

Yeah, I love being famous. It's almost like being white, y'know? ↗

— Chris Rock

#comedy #race #racism #society #love

They went back there, looked at all the computers, asked me to come in and tell them what all the computers were for specifically so they knew how to dismantle the network I had been running. ↗

— Sherman Austin

#back #been #come #computers #dismantle

If indeed you magnify yourselves against me, and make my humiliation an argument against me, know then that God has put me in the wrong, and closed his net about me. Behold, I cry out ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered; I call aloud, but there is no justice. […] Why do you, like God, pursue me? Why are you not satisfied with my flesh? Oh that my words were written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book! Oh that with an iron pen and lead they were graven in the rock for ever! For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at last he will stand upon the earth; and after my skin has been thus destroyed, then from my flesh I shall see God, whom I shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not another. -Job 19: 5-7, 23-27 ↗

— Anonymous

#inspirational #redemption #inspirational