#guide

Make no excuses for the devils that will not excuse you of their burdens, Miss Crane." - Darien Nicodemeus; Chapter Sixteen - The Giant's Return ↗

— S.C. Parris

#excuses #inspirational #lillith-crane #the-immortal-s-guide #vampires

The Bible, as a revelation from God, was not designed to give us all the information we might desire, nor to solve all the questions about which the human soul is perplexed, but to impart enough to be a safe guide to the haven of eternal rest. ↗

— Albert Barnes

#bible #designed #desire #enough #eternal

I'm not against ratings per se. I think more information is always good. But I certainly don't think the government has to step in and set guidelines for how shows should be rated. ↗

— Drew Carey

#always #certainly #good #government #guidelines

As far as I remember, even younger than eight, I have always been guided by reason. Not cold reason, but that which leads to the truth, to the real, and to sane Justice. ↗

— Albert Claude

#as far as #been #cold #eight #even

In her experience all her friends relied, Heaven was her help and nature was her guide. ↗

— George Crabbe

#friends #guide #heaven #help #her

I was very limited in what I could do with flying saucers, because they're just a metal disc. I had to try and put character in as if they were intelligently guided. ↗

— Ray Harryhausen

#character #could #disc #flying #guided

I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. ↗

— Patrick Henry

#feet #guided #i #lamp #which

Since the so-called Age of Enlightenment, our shaky anthropocentric, rationalist egos have been brainwashed to forget what 'primitive' cultures once understood: Animals can be manifestations of celestial beings in disguise; they possess supernatural abilities, and they can be our spiritual guides and healers. ↗

— Zeena Schreck

#animal-stories #animals #beatdom #shamanism #age

Any book is a self-help guide if you can take something from it. ↗

— Kevin Smith

#book #guide #self-help #something #take

As you wish, of course." Lucius lowered the volume on an old record player, which spun a warped vinyl disk that wailed unfamiliar music, scratchy and whiny, like cats fighting. Or a coffin with rusty hinges opening and closing over and over again in a deserted mausoleum. "Do you like Croatian folk?" heasked, seeing my interest. "It reminds me of home." "I prefer normal music." "Ah, yes, your MTV with all the bumping and grinding. Like a shot of raging adolescent hormones administered via television. I'm not averse. ↗

— Beth Fantaskey

#jessica #lucius #music #dating