Quotes for All
To sweat is to pray, to make an offering of your innermost self. Sweat is holy water, prayer beads, pearls of liquid that release your past. Sweat is an ancient and universal form of self healing, whether done in the gym, the sauna, or the sweat lodge. I do it on the dance floor. The … Read more
To sweat is to pray, to make an offering of your innermost self. Sweat is holy water, prayer beads, pearls of liquid that release your past. The more you dance… the more you sweat, the more you pray. The more you pray, the closer you are to ecstasy. Gabrielle Roth
See it’s easy as cake, simple as whistling Dixie While I’m waving the pistol at sixty Christians against me Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics In holy water, no wonder they tried to hold me under longer. Eminem
With artificial intelligence, we are summoning the demon. In all those stories where there’s the guy with the pentagram and the holy water, it’s like, yeah, he’s sure he can control the demon. Didn’t work out. Elon Musk
When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain Like holy water falls upon the plain, ‘Tis sweet to gaze upon the springing grain And see your harvest born. And sweet the little breeze of melody The blackbord puffs upon the budding tree, While the wild poppy lights upon the lea And blazes ‘mid the … Read more
Well look, I mean, I think that prayer and holy water, and things like that are all fine. They don’t do any good, but they don’t necessarily do any harm. It’s touching to be thought of in that way. It makes up for those who tell me that I’ve got my just desserts. Christopher Hitchens
Hey, pretty thing, he said. What’s in the bag? Holy water, said Jace, reappearing beside her as if he’d been conjured up like a genie. A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude. Oooh, a Shadowhunter, said the vampire. Scary. With a wink he melted back into the crowd. Vampires are such prima donnas, Magnus … Read more
She had never imagined that the kiss would be so brief and desperate and wild. Or that it would taste of holy water. Holy water and blood. Cassandra Clare
What are all these? Clary asked. Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel and silver blades, Jace said, piling the weapons on the floor beside him, electrum wire – not much use at the moment but it’s always good to have spares – silver bullets, charms of protetion, crucifixes, stars of David- Jesus, said Clary … Read more
Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest,listening to the ever-weakening beat of his heart. And in the shadows they’d whispered, reminding each other of the stories only they knew. Of the girl who had hit over the head with a water jug … Read more