Son Quotes - Page 99

We do not act because we know, but we know because we are called upon to act; the practical reason is the root of all reason.

You need to be a person who makes things happen.

A lot of time when I'm creating songs, they're in real time. When I'm writing the song, I feel what I'm feeling for its full potential. As soon as the song is over, I'm like, I created art.

There are times when you should be completely out of the market, for emotional as well as economic reasons.

I want to turn the whole thing upside down I'll find the things they say just can't be found I'll share the love I find with everyone We'll sing and dance to Mother Nature's song I don't want this feeling to go away.

The greatest lesson that I learned in all of this is that you have to start. Start now, start here, and start small. Keep it Simple.

Have I then no work to work in this great matter of my pardon? None. What work canst thou work? What work of thine can buy forgiveness or make thee fit for the Divine favour? What work has God bidden thee work in order to obtain salvation? None. His Word is very plain and easy to be understood, "To him that worketh not, but believeth in Him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted for righteousness" (Rom. 4:5). There is but one work by which a man can be saved. That work is not thine, but the work of the Son of God. That work is finished.

This day will never come again and anyone who fails to eat and drink and taste and smell it will never have it offered to him again in all eternity. The sun will never shine as it does today...But you must play your part and sing a song, one of your best.

Reason shows me that if my happiness is desirable and good, the equal happiness of any other person must be equally desirable.

If I were a serious person, I'd probably have a real job.

The study of women's intelligence and personality has had broadly the same history as the one we record for Negroes ... in drawing a parallel between the position of, and feeling toward, women and Negroes, we are uncovering a fundamental basis of our culture.

How sweet is the assurance, how comforting is the peace that come from the knowledge that if we marry right and live right, our relationship will continue, notwithstanding the certainty of death and the passage of time. Men may write love songs and sing them. They may yearn and hope and dream. But all of this will be only a romantic longing unless there is an exercise of authority that transcends the powers of time and death.

I write poetry because I can’t disobey the impulse; it would be like blocking a spring that surges up in my throat. For a long time I’ve been the servant of the song that comes, that appears and can’t be buried away. How to seal myself up now?…It no longer matters to me who receives what I submit. What I carry out is, in that respect, greater and deeper than I, I am merely the channel.

My songs are like Bic razors. For fun, for modern consumption. You listen to it, like it, discard it, then on to the next. Disposable pop.

The reason there's so much ignorance is that those who have it are so eager to share it.

...In this world I cannot see the Most High Son of God with my own eyes, except for His Most Holy Body and Blood.

A woman must wait for her ovaries to die before she can get her rightful personality back. Post-menstrual is the same as pre-menstrual; I am once again what I was before the age of twelve: a female human being who knows that a month has thirty day, not twenty-five, and who can spend every one of them free of the shackles of that defect of body and mind known as femininity.

Whither away, Bluebird, Whither away? The blast is chill, yet in the upper sky Thou still canst find the color of thy wing, The hue of May. Warbler, why speed, thy southern flight? ah, why, Thou, too, whose song first told us of the Spring? Whither away?

I'd like to see one person - just one - who would own up to having been a coward.

My heart's never smiled so hard Baby. Lovin' you is fun.

No strings attached, your love is so WiFi.

There is a life behind the personality that uses personalities as masks. There are times when life puts off the mask and deep answers unto deep.

I couldn't be fonder of you if you were my own son. But, well, if you lose a son, its possible to get another. There's only one Maltese Falcon.

I long to be known as an extravagant worshiper...that God would discover the song in my heart to be elaborate, overgenerous, and wasteful in my pursuit of Him.

Marriage isn't just a choice. It's choosing the same person a million times.