“ Manipulation, fueled with good intent, can be a blessing. But when used wickedly, it is the beginning of a magician's karmic calamity. T.F. Hodge
“ Most priests wish they were as righteous as they seem to most members of their congregations. Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“ Roots cannot grow into trees if there are no supernatural elements in the soil. Man cannot grow wealthy and famous if he doesn't contribute to either, the good or evil. Michael Bassey Johnson
“ I cannot here withhold the statement that optimism, where it is not merely the thoughtless talk of those who harbor nothing but words under their shallow foreheads, seems to me to be not merely an abs… Arthur Schopenhauer
“ There's a big difference on being wise and being crafty. The former is the attribute of God, and the latter is that of Satan. Michael Bassey Johnson
“ A man is not for you when all he knows is to slam your back on the bed and ram into you like a wild fool. The interested ones are the ones so interested that they become very interested in only intere… Michael Bassey Johnson
“ In the old legends, Arachne had gotten into trouble because of pride. She’d bragged about her tapestries being better than Athena’s, which had led to Mount Olympus’s first reality TV punishment progra… Rick Riordan
“ When it comes to moral dilemmas and matters of discerning right justice, my natural sympathy so often happens to land on the opposite end of that of most of my peers. I sometimes wonder if this is not… Criss Jami
“ Was he he handsome?" she asked with a sly smirk."Very. He is still, I think.""The devil, they say, goes about in finery.""And if you believe Beelzebub is as cunning as he is attractive, then I think w… Nancy E. Turner
“ The dust was antique spice, burnt maple leaves, a prickling blue that teemed and sifted to earth. Swarming its own shadows, the dust filtered over the tents. Ray Bradbury
“ As if reading his mind, she smiled happily up at him. Gary really came through for us, didn’t he? Absolutely, . And Beau LaRue was not so bad either. Come, we cannot leave the poor man pacing the swam… Christine Feehan