#north

The basis for building a Christian society is evangelism and missions that lead to a widespread Christian revival, so that the great mass of earth's inhabitants will place themselves under Christ's protection, and then voluntarily use his covenantal laws for self-government. Christian reconstruction begins with personal conversion to Christ and self-government under God's law; then it spreads to others through revival; and only later does it bring comprehensive changes in civil law, when the vast majority of voters voluntarily agree to live under biblical blueprints. ↗

— Gary North

#gary-north #postmillenial #theonomy #change

Well, being a Canadian, I love SCTV, and I think it's the basis for all good North American comedy, so I compare everything to that. ↗

— Melissa Auf der Maur

#basis #being #canadian #comedy #compare

And when her lips met mine, I knew that I could live to be a hundred and visit every country in the world, but nothing would ever compare to that single moment when I first kissed the girl of my dreams and knew that my love would last forever. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#love #nicholas-sparks #north-carolina #novel #dreams

In my heart, I'm an Alabaman who went up north to work. ↗

— E. O. Wilson

#i #north #up #went #who

Christianity is not about how much faith you have. Its about Who your faith is in. ↗

— Mike Donahey

#god #tenth-avenue-north #faith

Who wants a bag of bones?” he said, with absolute sincerity. “I don’t want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I’m bedding. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#family

Ha," I said. "Oh, ha-ha. Yeah, ’cause they love me. You see how many vampires are up here? Zero, right?" One," said Eric, stepping out of the stairwell. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#quinn #sookie-stackhouse #vampire #love

You're lips are bloody.' He seized my face in both hands and kissed me. It's hard not to respond when a master of the art of kissing is laying one on you. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#eric-northman #kissing #living-dead-in-dallas #sookie-stackhouse #art

The stag’s enormous head turned slightly—toward the wagon, toward the small window. The Lord of the North. So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home, she’d once told Ansel as they lay under a blanket of stars and traced the constellation of the stag. So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are, and know Terrasen is forever with them. ↗

— Sarah J. Maas

#lord-of-the-north #terrasen #white-stag #home

Did we have sex?" he asked directly. For about two minutes, this might actually be fun. "Eric," I said, "we had sex in every position I could imagine, and some I couldn’t. We had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. You told me it was the best you’d ever had." (At the time he couldn’t recall all the sex he’d ever had. But he’d paid me a compliment.) "Too bad you can’t remember it," I concluded with a modest smile. Eric looked like I’d hit him in the forehead with a mallet. For all of thirty seconds his reaction was completely gratifying. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#sookie-stackhouse #vampire #imagination