Dallas Bines Quotes

#1. Dallas Bines. Dallicious Bines would be a more fitting name.

Veronica Blade

#2. After defending the value of prepared prayers, the author cautions against over-reliance on them. Just as David could not fight in the armor of King Saul, we are called to fight in the way God has equipped us uniquely.

N. T. Wright

#3. What we have to do as a nation, and London as a city, is to get behind that figure and think what we are doing.

Ian Blair

#4. You are tied on [to God] with a bond that cannot be broken. And when you are tied on to God... you do not have to be afraid.

Angela Thomas

#5. Whatever you hold onto that you want to do, and that other people tell you you are foolish to want to do - don't give up.

Lauren Myracle

#6. Just rolled out of bed."
"I can see that." His eyes swept over me. "You should roll around in your bed more often.

Veronica Blade

#7. We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

Lois Lowry

#8. What's the difference between a classical guitar and a pizza? A pizza can feed a family of four.

Faye Kellerman

#9. That's insanity. We must be good all the time.

Richard Pryor

#10. An hour and a half later, Dallas stood beside me in Jackie's enormous walk-in closet.
...
"So what should I wear tonight?"
"That's why you lured me in here? I thought you wanted seven minutes in heaven." He gave me a lopsided grin.

Veronica Blade

#11. Next week, I should be back to my old self."
"I hope not." Dallas nudged me with his shoulder.

Veronica Blade

#12. There is no vaccination against creative blocks. And nowhere else are they as devastating as in fashion which, unlike art or literature, dies the moment it is born.

Katarina West

#13. That is how I explained myself to the strange impression I had of being odd man out, a kind of intruder.

Albert Camus

#14. A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.

O. Henry

#15. Never stop listening to your audience.

David Copperfield

#16. Households that have lost the soul of cooking from their routines may not know what they are missing: the song of a stir-fry sizzle, the small talk of clinking measuring spoons, the yeasty scent of rising dough, the painting of flavors onto a pizza before it slides into the oven.

Barbara Kingsolver