Mark Allen Triathlete Quotes

#1. My ranch William S. Hart Park is for the benefit of the American Public of every race and creed.

William S. Hart

#2. For every family of the pious ought to be a church.

John Calvin

#3. I'd like to look below my eyes and see not language staring back at me, not sentences or single words or awkward pen lines, but a surface clear and burnished as glass.

William H Gass

#4. Hope smiled when your nativity was cast,
Children of Summer!

William Wordsworth

#5. If we were in another country, we would stone Henry Hyde to death and we would go to their homes and kill their wives and their children. We would kill their families, for what they're doing to this country.

Alec Baldwin

#6. I was woefully ignorant in the social graces. I was being raised, after all, by Pellinore Warthrop.

Rick Yancey

#7. Outside of the cross of Jesus Christ, there is no hope in this world. That cross and resurrection at the core of the Gospel is the only hope for humanity. Wherever you go, ask God for wisdom on how to get that Gospel in, even in the toughest situations of life.

Ravi Zacharias

#8. But my sins are my strength, he thinks; the sins I have done, that others have not even found the opportunity of committing. I hug them close; they're mine.

Hilary Mantel

#9. I probably have less revision than those who have that wonderful rush of story to tell - you know, I can't wait to tell you what happened the other day. It comes tumbling out and maybe then they go back and refine. I kind of envy that way of working, but I just have never done it.

Amy Hempel

#10. Could a mariner sit idle if he heard the drowning cry? Could a doctor sit in comfort and just let his patients die? Could a fireman sit idle, let men burn and give no hand? Can you sit at ease in Zion with the world around you damned?

Leonard Ravenhill

#11. Jerry [Garcia] got high and Jerry's dead. I went hunting and I'm still Ted.

Ted Nugent

#12. The greatest crimes do not arise from a want of feeling for others but from an over-sensibilit y for ourselves and an over-indulgence to our own desires

Edmund Burke

#13. It was crazy. One minute my arms were around him in a very platonic friendly hug, the next, I was on fire, and no matter how he much touched me, it was not enough.

Somi Ekhasomhi