Jeremiah Brown Quotes

I love you." I laugh. "You already said that." "I've never said it before. I like it ... I think I'll keep saying it. ~ Miranda Kenneally

A lack of love is the cause for most problems in life, when love is missing, nothing can flourish, only pain thrives. ~ Leon Brown

Like an ocean on fire, the red-tiled rooftops of Rome spread out before him, glowing in the scarlet sunset. ~ Dan Brown

And with that, the prophet Jeremiah walked away. ~ Anonymous

Vulnerability is about showing up and being seen. It's tough to do that when we're terrified about what people might see or think. ~ Brene Brown

We have got some very big problems confronting us and let us not make any mistake about it, human history in the future is fraught with tragedy ... It's only through people making a stand against that tragedy and being doggedly optimistic that we are going to win through. If you look at the plight of the human race it could well tip you into despair, so you have to be very strong. ~ Robert James Brown

entitlement and chaos are a poor mix. ~ Pierce Brown

If you only talk to a person's head and not their heart people won't listen to you. ~ Les Brown

What makes this constant assessing and comparing so self-defeating is that we are often comparing our lives, our marriages, our families, and our communities to unattainable, media-driven visions of perfection, or we're holding up our reality against our own fictional account of how great someone else has it. Nostalgia is also a dangerous form of comparison. ~ Brene Brown

It's not the failures in our life that define us, it's the moments when we decide that getting back up is all that matters ~ Joel Brown

I growl with frustration at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is fifty shades messed up. Why is it so kinky and out of control? I need to stop sleeping with it wet. As I brush my long brown hair, the girl in the mirror with the brown eyes too big for her head stares back at me. Wait ... my eyes are blue! It dawns on me that I've been staring at a poster of Kristen Stewart for five minutes. My own hair is fine. ~ Fanny Merkin

Today is today. But there are many tomorrows ~ Dan Brown

Comparison is the thief of happiness. ~ Brene Brown

We make sense of the world, some philosopher once said, only through its rearrangement, through a constant shift in perspective coupled with a slight movement of this or that here and there and then here again. In that manner, in the imperfections such movements reveal, the truth becomes apparent. ~ John Gregory Brown

Would you kill half the population today in order to save our species from extinction? ~ Dan Brown

She said that what was in the past was best left there and that talking about it was like stirring a fresh cow pile with a wooden spoon. Didn't accomplish a thing, and only made the stink and the flies worse and the spoon useless for anything else. Then ~ Carolyn Brown

Sounding frank, honest, and sincere is, of course, a rhetorical strategy in itself, known from ancient literature as parrhesia. It's often employed by liars. ~ John Jeremiah Sullivan

The only way the corporate Body of Christ will fulfill the mission Christ has given it is for individual Christians to have a vision for fulfilling that mission personally. ~ David Jeremiah

Every single courageous act of coming out chips away at the curse of homophobia. Most importantly it's destroyed within yourself, and that act creates the potential for its destruction where it exists in friends, family and society. ~ Anthony Venn-Brown

As the rays of sunlight strengthened, the golden glow engulfed the entirety of the thirty-three-hundred-pound capstone. The mind of man ... receiving enlightenment. The light then began inching down the monument, commencing the same descent it performed every morning. Heaven moving toward earth ... God connecting to man. ~ Dan Brown

Knowledge grows exponentially. The more we know, the greater our ability to learn, and the faster we expand our knowledge base. ~ Dan Brown

You must begin to define yourself. You must begin to define your Black heritage. ~ H. Rap Brown

Madness is the WHO staring into the abyss and denying it is there. Madness is an ostrich who sticks her head in the sand while a pack of hyenas closes around her. - Lanky Man with green eyes ~ Dan Brown

banter because I caught her sitting at the top of ~ Tina Smith-Brown

Slavery is malignantly aristocratic. ~ Antoinette Brown Blackwell

My husband's a pediatrician, so he and I talk about parenting all the time. You can't raise children who have more shame resilience than you do. ~ Brene Brown

Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love. ~ Charlie Brown

I HAVE MADE THIS FOR YOU.
She reached out and took a damp square of cardboard. Water dripped off the bottom. Somewhere in the middle, a few brown feathers seemed to have been glued on.
'Thank you. Er ... what is it?'
ALBERT SAID THERE OUGHT TO BE SNOW ON IT, BUT IT APPEARS TO HAVE MELTED, said Death. IT IS, OF COURSE, A HOGSWATCH CARD.
'Oh ... '
THERE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A ROBIN ON IT AS WELL, BUT I HAD CONSIDERABLE DIFFICULTY IN GETTING IT TO STAY ON.
'Ah ... '
IT WAS NOT AT ALL COOPERATIVE.
'Really ... ?'
IT DID NOT SEEM TO GET INTO THE HOGSWATCH SPIRIT AT ALL. ~ Terry Pratchett

I stewed about it all the way home in the van. Why was my crowd so defensive? Who had convinced us that faith as a competitive sport and that only one team could win for all eternity? With an attitude like that, who could blame a neighbor for sensing that Christian love was mostly charitable condescension?

It was not the first time I had felt shame about an aspect of my faith - or envy of an aspect of someone else's - but it was the most acute. What else was I going to notice about my own religious home as I visited the homes of others? There was no telling, but clearly the time had come to find out. ~ Barbara Brown Taylor

Life's like brown sugar sprinkled on shit. Sure it tastes great, if you don't mind the smell. ~ Jarod Kintz

For the majority of my career, I've been surprised that I've been able to sustain any kind of a plan. I was always happy to have the job, and I was having a good time. I was growing. But I don't feel all that strongly about my work. ~ Georg Stanford Brown

Work with the raw material you have, namely you, and never let up. ~ Helen Gurley Brown

Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown on the cold wind. ~ George Mackay Brown

I thought being faithful was about becoming someone other than who I was ... it wasn't until I failed that I began to wonder if my human wholeness might be more useful to God than my exhausting goodness. ~ Barbara Brown Taylor

The rain beat against the windows and against the tin roof of the hotel. It came down in hissing roars, then in whispers, then in loud shishes like sandpaper rubbed against wood. She drank the second glassful, climbed off the bed and began undressing, and then we were together, the cheap naked bulb still blazing down on the bed.

Thinking back, I remember the stupidest things; the way there was a taut crease just above her hips, in the small of her back. The way she smelled like a baby's breath, a sweet barely there smell that retreated and retreated, so that no matter how close you got to it you weren't sure it was there. The brown speckles in the lavender-gray eyes, floating very close to the surface when I kissed her, the eyes wide open and aware. But not caring. The eyes of a gourmet offered a stale chunk of bread, using it of necessity but not tasting it any more than necessary.

I remember getting up and coming back to her, and of throwing a shoe at the light bulb, later, when the whisky was gone. I remember the smell of rain-darkness in the room and her telling me I'd cut my feet on the light-bulb glass on the floor. And how she said I was no better than a tramp myself, that I made love to the cadence of the raingusts on the roof, and it was true I was doing just that, but it seemed the natural thing then. And I felt so marvelously clean and soaped and so in tune with the whole damned universe that I had the feeling I could have clouded up and rai ~ Elliott Chaze

One evening, at the time of the Six-Day War, I [Christopher Hitchens] had my wicked way with a lovely lady, who had earlier intimated that she did not perhaps find me entirely repulsive. We procured a decent room, as I remember, at the Cadogan Hotel. Perhaps a little flown with wine, I asked her to don a Martin Amis face mask which I had - with a combination of sticky tape, elastic bands, cardboard, and a much-treasured photograph - prepared earlier. The fair damsel was happy to oblige, and thus attired she permitted me to embark on the hugely agreeable pathway to libidinous fulfillment. ~ Craig Brown

A flat tire is like a bad attitude, you won't go anywhere until you change it. ~ Winston Brown

She couldn't help noticing the way his shaggy blond hair fell in front of his brown eyes. The two of them stared at each other for a moment. Then they both looked away. "I'll pay you in cookies if you want," she offered. "I make the best ones in the village."
The reindeer started to prance.
"You make the only ones in the village," the young man deadpanned.
"How would you know?" Anna replied. "Did you ask about me?"
He pulled his wool cap down on his head. "No. Maybe."
She flushed. ~ Jen Calonita

She suddenly understood what Edmund had been saying about the energy of love and light… blossoming outward infinitely to fill the universe.
Love is not a finite emotion.
We don't have only so much to share.
Our hearts create love as we need it.
Just as parents could love a newborn instantly without diminishing their love for each other, so now could Ambra feel affection for two different men.
Love truly is not a finite emotion, she realized. It can be generated spontaneously out of nothing at all. ~ Dan Brown

Jean Kilbourne's book, Can't Buy My Love, ~ Brene Brown

When I saw all of the people I have known all these years, when we got together, it was scary because B.B King and I lived in the same place in Nevada. ~ Ruth Brown

I'm playing catch with Nisha and Nena. They're standing against the opposite wall shrieking with enjoyment. They're teenagers, but they've never played catch before and lack any sense of coordination; when they throw the ball to me it flies in any direction. Sometimes it hits the wall behind them. We've been playing for half an hour and they have only caught it twice. ~ Louise Brown