I am a babe
I am a babe for a living. Gabrielle Reece
Babe
Just relax. When I
Just relax. When I was younger, I made myself the victim of catastrophic thinking. Anything that went wrong was the end of the world. But as I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to stop myself and say, ‘Hey babe, calm down. Tomorrow there will be sun.’ Gabourey Sidibe
Lady, the sun’s light
Lady, the sun’s light to our eyes is dear, And fair the tranquil reaches of the sea, And flowery earth in May, and bounding waters; And so right many fair things I might praise; Yet nothing is so radiant and so fair As for souls childless, with desire sore-smitten, To see the light of babes … Read more
I always loved Ponch,
I always loved Ponch, man. It was so much fun to be him, to put on my duds and get on that bike and bust the bad guys and help out the kids. And get the babes. Erik Estrada
O what is it
O what is it about having one’s own Babe upon one’s Hip that makes a Woman wish to go home to her Mother? A Desire to say: ‘Look, the Circle is compleat’? A Desire to say: ‘Look, I have cross’d the Divide and now am more like you’? A Desire to say: ‘Look, this Babe … Read more
It is difficult to
It is difficult to look at any newborn baby and accept that he or she will necessarily encounter pain, challenges, disappointments, and hardships in life. Yet even the Savior needed to go forth, suffering pains and afflictions . . . of every kind (Alma 7:11), the only difference being that Jesus, though tempted, did not … Read more
Griffin leaned across the
Griffin leaned across the desk, his arms braced on the now-clear top, and stared into Wakefield’s outraged eyes. “We seem to be under a confusion of communication. I did not come here to ask for your sister’s hand. I came to tell you I will marry Hero, with or without your permission, Your Grace. She … Read more
Tis aye a solemn
Tis aye a solemn thing to me To look upon a babe that sleeps– Wearing in its spirit-deeps The unrevealed mystery Of its Adam’s taint and woe, Which, when they revealed lie, Will not let it slumber so. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
O God, I confess
O God, I confess I am not worthy to rock that little babe or wash its diapers, or to be entrusted with the care of a child and its mother. How is it that I without any merit have come to this distinction of being certain that I am serving thy creature and thy most … Read more
I don\\’t know where
I don’t know where Hank Aaron will break (Babe) Ruth’s record but I can tell you one thing – ten years from the day he hits it three million people will say they were there. Eddie Mathews