He was like Superman, but with fangs and oddly impaired morals.
Patricia BriggsNay, in many cases open denials of prayer prove the most excellent answers, and God's not hearing us is the most signal audience. Therefore at the foot of every prayer subscribe "thy will be done," and thou shalt enjoy preventing mercies that thou never soughtest, and converting mercies to change all for the best, resting confident in this, that having asked according to his will he heareth thee.
Samuel LeeMots clés god will mercy prayer
Three months ago, if you asked me, I would have told you that if you really loved someone, you’d let them go. But now I look at you, and I dreamed about Maggie, and I see that I’ve been wrong. If you really love someone, Allie, I think you have to take them back.
Jodi PicoultMots clés true-love mercy forgiveness fighting letting-go loving forgiving giving-up hearbreak
Adam didn't approve of Wal-Mart.
Patricia BriggsNothing says you're sorry like a dead bunny.
Patricia BriggsMots clés mercy apology adam sorry
Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?"
He smiled at me. "Go to sleep."
I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?"
His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.
Keep out of this," Lucian said. "I'm not smiting anybody."
"You're showing mercy." Catch-a-Tick nodded. "That's heroic, too. But not as good as smiting.
Mots clés mercy heroic smiting
Do you think it is a vain hope that one day man will find joy in noble deeds of light and mercy, rather than in the coarse pleasures he indulges in today -- gluttony, fornication, ostentation, boasting, and envious vying with his neighbor? I am certain this is not a vain hope and that the day will come soon.
Fyodor DostoevskyMots clés hope mercy sin values nobility-of-spirit gluttony good-deeds envy
Here beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle.
Cormac McCarthyMots clés liberty freedom justice liberalism mercy individualism frontier libertarianism solidarity the-west state-of-nature american-exceptionalism social-contract
Riley knelt down, clasping the fur at the back of her neck. “You’re fucking bruised all down your back. Why the hell didn’t you tell me it hurt?”
Because it didn’t at the time, genius.
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