Doomed Marriages Quotes

#1. I felt like I was hobbling, like one oof the old crones from Act I of Macbeth - God knows my hair felt scraggy enough that I must have looked the part.

P.C. Cast

#2. Let me look out for you. Let your enemies become mine.

Holly Black

#3. The first thing a man must do if he desires to be used in the Lord's work, is to make an unconditional surrender of himself to God.

Dwight L. Moody

#4. The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.

George Herbert

#5. Though claiming to represent a conservative form of Christianity, the Religious Right is politically a form of Protestant liberalism.

Stanley Hauerwas

#6. Being with Henry doesn't mean you have to give up who you are. Henry doesn't define you.

Aimee Carter

#7. Often, equipment can as easily function as a security blanket for musicians unwilling or unable to risk anything personal in the studio. Whether one catches the feeling on a record is a subjective matter. How can you be sure? The machinery can hold out the promise of at least mechanical perfection.

Jon Landau

#8. If there's one pitch you keep swinging at and keep missing, stop swinging at it.

Yogi Berra

#9. Ignorance, as they say, is usually fatal, but sometimes it can be bliss.

Eoin Colfer

#10. I think I'm losing it - I don't know what's happening, what happened, but I look at you, I look at you, and I love you so much. Not because of anything you've said, or done, or anything at all. I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.

Alexandra Bracken

#11. The art of acting is to pitch good. You do the pitching and hope that the other person catches the ball and does some good pitching back to you.

Tyne Daly

#12. Clever people have been pointing out for a long time that happiness is like good health: when it's there, you don't notice it. But when the years have passed, how you do remember happiness, oh, how you do remember it!

Mikhail Bulgakov

#13. But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts
Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows;
Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods
All flushed with many hues.

William C. Bryant