R.R. Hood Quotes
I dislike Bush as much as probably anybody on earth could, but having said that... It's not like I'm going to change anybody's mind.
I never want to be that guy spouting off my political views. I mean, they're pretty well known, and it certainly comes out.
Songwriting can be cathartic, but then you just keep it private. If you're going to play out and have other people listen to you, then you need to make sure there's some point to what you're saying.
What we need to do from God's perspective is that we need to reach out and understand each other.
I'm not there to impose my religious beliefs on anybody, or say 'this is the only way you should think'. It's up to you to decide, and God is a God of free will.
The message has to go to the streets, it's imperative that we reach those who may not get to a church. We receive their questions, it's important that the world asks questions.
Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.
The Quaker loves an ample brim, A hat that bows to no salaam; And dear the beaver is to him As if it never made a dam.
Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died.
O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!
Experience enables me to depose to the comfort and blessing that literature can prove in seasons of sickness and sorrow.
Well for the drones of the social hive that there are bees of an industrious turn, willing, for an infinitesimal share of the honey, to undertake the labor of its fabrication.
Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!
How widely its agencies vary,- To save, to ruin, to curse, to bless,- As even its minted coins express, Now stamp'd with the image of Good Queen Bess, And now of a Bloody Mary.
Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves.
Would you guys choose to walk away from possibly the most incredible encounter of your lifetime just because you had to let it go sooner then you wanted? Just because you knew that it would never be?
She promised him she would love him until she was physically unable to anymore and then after when all she could do was hold his photograph.
A novel must show how the world truly is, how characters genuinely think, how events actually occur. A novel should somehow reveal the true source of our actions.
People expected something for nothing, that’s why they did nothing so beautifully these days.
It’s always funny watching something so beautiful not know how beautiful it really is. It’s sad even.
All I knew was, my Father was famous for being a loser, and a loser that wanted nothing to do with me, since the day I was born.
If we became a pal to what scared us the most, we could find a simple way to ease all that bothered us, we would find peace, peace that we could live with.
He perched the bat on his shoulder, giving a nod that he understood I needed his help. With one loud yell and a couple swings of the bat, he cleared me another path.
Trust to some was placing all your insecurities and beliefs in one single person, and hoping he or she wouldn’t squash them.
Impending doom, it was a familiar sweater, we all wore it and as scratchy as it felt against our skin, we kept it on.
When your demon was yourself, there really was no way to fight or get rid of it.
I wanted to play with death, like a child with a new toy, I wanted to push all the buttons and see what would happen.
We tend to get a little information before we off people. It’s not a play by ear sort of deal.
You took life by the horns and tried to hold on tight, for fear of being ripped to shreds, left bloodied and battered.