“But this is what I know about people getting ready to walk of the edge of their own lives: they want someone to know how they got there. Maybe they want to know that when they dissolve into earth and water, that last fragment will be saved, held in some corner of someone's mind; or maybe all they want is a chance to dump it pulsing and bloody into someone else's hands, so it won't weigh them down on the journey. They want to leave their stories behind. No one in all the world knows that better than I do.” PeopleKnowsWorldWantMindStoriesHandsEarthLastsWaterChanceWalksBehindsKnow HowJourneyReadyEdgesCornersSavedBloodyFragmentsDump Author:Tana French
“In the Great Deluge in the days of Noah, nearly all mankind perished, eight persons alone being saved in the Ark. In our days a deluge, not of water but of sins, continually inundates the earth, and out of this deluge very few escape. Scarcely anyone is saved.” PersonsEarthWaterSinMankindEightSavedArkDeluge Author:Alphonsus Liguori
“People call me an optimist, but I'm really an appreciator ... years ago, I was cured of a badly infected finger with antibiotics when once my doctor could have recommended only a hot water soak or, eventually, surgery.... When I was six years old and had scarlet fever, the first of the miracle drugs, sulfanilamide, saved my life. I'm grateful for computers and photocopiers ... I appreciate where we've come from.” PeopleYearsFirstsWaterDrugSixComputerYears AgoAppreciateDoctorsMiracleHotGratefulFingersSavedCall MeSurgeryOptimistFeverScarletSix Year OldsHot WaterAntibiotics Author:Julian Simon
“If you can but give to the fainting soul at your door a cup of water from the wells of truth, it shall flash back on you the radiance of God. As you save, so shall you be saved.” IfsGivingWellsSoulTruthWaterDoorsSavedCupsFlashRadianceFainting Author:Moncure D. Conway
“Today, supremely, it behooves us to remember that a nation shall be saved by the power that sleeps in its own bosom; or by none; shall be renewed in hope, in confidence, in strength by waters welling up from its own sweet, perennial springs. Not from above; not by patronage of its aristocrats. The flower does not bear the root, but the root the flower.” DoeTodayRememberNationsWaterFreedomSleepDemocracySweetFlowerBearsSpringRootsSavedBosomsPatronage Author:Woodrow Wilson