#wit

The character of Jesus can only be ultimately known experientially through the indwelling of His Spirit in union with us." ~"The character of Jesus can only be ultimately known experientially through the indwelling of His Spirit in union with us." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#character-defining #character-description #experientially #holy-spirit #incarnational

Ordinarily, I am not in complete alignment with anyone elses thinking but my own and that of Jesus Christ." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#thinking-man #thinking-reason #thinking-with-a-great-mind #r-alan-woods

Mr Lorry asks the witness questions: Ever been kicked? Might have been. Frequently? No. Ever kicked down stairs? Decidedly not; once received a kick at the top of a staircase, and fell down stairs of his own accord. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#dickens #humor #lie #witness #humor

Graham's life is as tense as an overstretched simile. ↗

— Zane Stumpo

#funny #humor #humour #wit #witty

The phone beeped - M fine but these two guys R on me like cougars on Adam Lambert. ↗

— Elisabeth Staab

#funny #king-of-darkness #pnr #witty-quotes #funny

One of the highlights of the first Good Omens tour was Neil and I walking through New York singing Shoehorn with Teeth. Well, we'd had a good breakfast. And you don't get mugged, either. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#new-york-city #shoehorn-with-teeth #they-might-be-giants #new-york-city

You could grow up in the city where history was made and still miss it all. ↗

— Jonathan Lethem

#missing-out #new-york-city #witnessing-history #new-york-city

but it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back but I don't catch it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #meaning #mocking-jay #peeta #spolier

How do I know you’re not the killer?” MeShack asked. A smirk plastered on Zulu’s face. “Because you would’ve been the first victim. ↗

— Kenya Wright

#fairies #murder #urban-fantasy-romance #vampires #witches

Gavin! What’ll I wear home?” “Cloak.” His voice roughened and he ripped harder, tossing the material to the ground. I felt his smile when he kissed my neck, and shivers ran down my back at the sound of his low growl. “I made that! I don’t have many of those, you know.” “Cam,” he snaked one hand around my stomach and made his way north, slipping one hand into my corset top to grope my chest. “You won’t be thinking about it when I’m inside you.” His hips shifted off my back and he separated my legs with his knee, his breathing ragged against my shoulder. “Now forget the damn dress. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#paranormal-romance #romance #the-gates #vampires #witches