Mk 1 Quotes

Marley, there are a lot of men who can make you feel good for an hour, or a night, or a week. There’s very few that can make you feel cherished all the time.

It’s a mother’s greatest joy and greatest burden, having children to worry about.  You can’t have one without the other.

We're going to have such fun, you and I.

How strange it was, to be alive. To feel at once important and so incredibly insignificant.

Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to worship every inch of your delicious body, and then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk straight.

Dogs are loyal, patient, fearless, forgiving, and capable of pure love. Virtues that few people get through life without abandoning, at least once.

I lay my cheek on his solid back. I realize this is the real Jacade. The man who’s strong and fierce, but vulnerable and damaged. Confident and dominating, but generous and kind.

The worst pain you can imagine is when something you love goes away and nothing you can do will ever bring it back.

You can't experience the power of healing if you've never been broken.

Stevie: "Oh, Adam, don’t let her hurt my pussy. You love that pussy as much as I do." Adam: "Marley, if you so much as hurt a hair on my future wife’s pussy, I’ll kill you.

There is an old Russian saying. 'A serpent changes his skin, not his fangs.

...Ethan, but I'm certainly not the type of woman to just go home with two men whether I know them or not. It would be highly inappropriate, not to mention stupid." "And you're not stupid." "Not as far as I can tell"...

you can’t have love and not at some time hurt.  You can’t be happy and not have some sadness.  It is called life, you have to live it.  The good and the bad Grim.” “I

She's here. I'm touching her. My fingertips to her silky skin. Flesh to flesh. She's okay. Still as stunning as ever. My girl. I'm good now.

Her voice is so quiet I can barely hear her. "And I wanted to say thank you for punching him in my defense." I'd slay dragons for you, Ivy. "You're welcome. Now go to sleep.

That was what it meant to have power, wasn't it? You could simply destroy that which didn't serve you.

Rick: "...and we all need tragedy in our lives.” Marley: “Why do you think we need tragedy?” Rick: “Because it makes us the people we are. It makes us more real. You can’t experience the power of healing if you've never been broken, right?

Son, I know you don’t consider me family and that pain I’ll take to my grave. Let me just tell you this though, never turn your back on somebody you love, you’ll never forgive yourself. -Rick's Grandfather

I step back out of the car and lean my left forearm on the door and my right on the roof. Out of pure frustration, I look up at the sky and ask the universe, "Why can't anyone look inside a car before they fucking steal it?

When your world suddenly changes it’s the small, insignificant things that help you through.

Aren’t you going to tell me my rights? Oh, wait - you’re controlled by a broken system, and I don’t have any. I nearly forgot.

I planned this whole thing. In fact, guess what? The company you think you work for? It’s all a fraud perpetrated by yours truly. I created it, so we could have this intimate moment together. The city of Chicago? It doesn't exist. It’s part of my master plan to fuck you, Marley.

Some of America's highest profile assassins – including the likes of John Lennon’s killer Mark David Chapman and Robert Kennedy’s assassin Sirhan Sirhan – claimed they were CIA-programmed killers hypnotized by MK-Ultra. The media portrayed them as crazed lone gunmen, so naturally the public paid little attention to their claims. Kentbridge, however, knew it was possible some of these men were mind controlled soldiers, or Manchurian Candidates, carrying out assassination orders their conscious minds were not even aware of.

His baritone voice grits out, "Eyes on me. Now." I raise my eyes and peek up at him. He's got a punitive look in his eyes and his jaw is set. His ebony five o'clock shadow an angry mask. I've never seen him this way, but I kind of love it. Shh, don't tell anyone.

I’m very attentive, Marley. I want to give it all of the resources at my disposal so it will thrive and flourish. I want to watch while it grows under my nurturing hands.

He looks panicked for a moment. "You're not going to break my heart, are you?" I whisper, "Please don't make me.

A wise man once said, “To measure your own IQ, to attempt to label your intelligence, is a sign of your own ignorance.

When you don't have any power, you get off your ass and take some.

Fight weak emotions with the power of logic; fight the weakness of logic with the power of emotion. And in the balance of those two, you will find the strength and the tenacity and the guts to say to yourself: I. DON’T. STOP.

He leans in close to me and pauses. I recoil a tad and see his eyebrows shoot up in disapproval. What was that? A warning? A silent command just with his eyes? I freeze, but I'm not sure why. My mind is telling me to run screaming past this psycho, but my body is reacting to his command. My body isn't moving.

The kind of man you see across a club in a very expensive suit, sitting with his legs spread wide and his arms draped over the back of a leather couch. You just know he has tons of glamorous women begging to go home with him. What they don't know is they're all probably going home with him for an orgy. Just because he can.

He utilized my skills during the day and I fantasized about his skills during the night.

Every important decision comes with some regret. Otherwise it wouldn’t be important.

She waited until both girls nod.

she goes to the girls.

Hey, I didn’t write the laws. I just abuse them. The

He was been the

You are the only male I want, Grim, but I want it all; the good… the bad… the happy, and the sad. I want to stand beside you, not behind. I want to be your Queen, Grim,

Mizaru significa «no veas el mal», Kikazaru significa «no escuches el mal», e Iwazaru significa «no pronuncies el mal».

Sometimes when you get what you wish for, it’s not what you want at all.

But some loads are too much for even the strongest to carry alone.

I think nothing but good things about you. I see it every day, despite how you try to hide it.

If believing were simple, then this world wouldn’t be in the mess that it is today.

In those moments, in the space between frantic heartbeats, Roz was no longer just his earth. She was his universe, his sun, the atmosphere from which he drew breath.

She looked like she knew a thousand different ways to kill a man, and he found it didn't bother him.

I dreaded Mondays. They always loomed up before their time, like some quiet, inescapable, energy-sucking demon.

I don’t think,” he murmured into her ear, “that it’s possible to get as close to you as I want to be.

Everything that reminded me of home - everything that reminded me of happiness - centered around you.

That was how people loved, wasn’t it? By giving away pieces of themselves, little by little? For too long Roz had tried to keep all her pieces to herself. But what good had that done?

The Colt rested in her lap. “You better wake up in the morning, Mr. Latimer because I don’t want to have to explain a dead man in my cabin to the sheriff.” —Emma in "Emma of Crooked Creek

Maybe we should flip for it. I had to open the last one.” “No, I insist. I saw Seven — if Gwyneth’s head is in there, the image will be stuck in my mind for months. This is all you. Be a man.

He lowers his mouth to my right ear and whispers, "It's believed when people lose one of their senses, it heightens all others. That's why you're blindfolded." He takes a breath. "I want your complete and utter trust." He pushes himself up against my backside, causing me to stumble forward somewhat. He grabs my hips to steady me. "By giving me your trust, Ivy, you're letting me always be there to catch you.

Marley, let’s get one thing straight. I've seen you in a short skirt. I've seen your bare legs and have imagined them wrapped around me. I've felt the curves of your body with my hands and the way it responds to me. I've tasted the sweetness of your mouth. There is nothing you can do to erase those images from my mind. So understand this, you could wear a Middle-eastern Burka and it wouldn't help me right now.

These are the rules. First, you don't speak unless I tell you to. Second, you do everything I say. No questions asked. No hesitating or arguing. No attitude." He's staring into the depths of my soul, searching for my reaction to his words. Without thinking, like I always do, I open my mouth to speak. He stares at me with a look of disapproval and shakes his head back and forth. "No words, Ivy. Those are the rules.

Once you have known true grief, you don’t get better. You don’t recover – you only grow stronger. You learn to bear the things that seem unbearable. You find a way to rebuild yourself, even with crucial pieces missing.

I don’t accept that I am what I am and that “that” is what I am doomed to be. NO. I do not accept that. I’m fighting. I’m always fighting. I’m struggling and I’m scraping and kicking and clawing at those weaknesses—to change them. To stop them. Some days I win. But some days I don’t. But each and every day: I get back up and I move forward. With my fists clenched. Toward the battle. Toward the struggle. And I fight with everything I’ve got:

He looks down at me and says in a commanding voice, "Stand up." Without thinking, I'm on my feet. A little eager, Summers? He grasps my hips and turns me around so I'm facing the wall a few feet away. I can feel the heat from his body, but he isn't touching me. He just stands behind me and my anxiety spikes. My heart is racing. I feel his breath brush my ear. "Breathe, Ivy." Shit, he's right. I haven't taken a breath since before my wonderful elevator ride yesterday morning. Inhale. Exhale.

I want everything. Everything I didn’t even know was possible. Can you understand that my Lisa? I will do whatever it takes to make you happy, to make you never want to leave me. I won’t survive losing the only true happiness I have ever had in my life.

We fought...We made up. My life mate was strong, opinionated, bull-headed, and would die for me...and I for him. But that didn’t mean it was perfect. Perfect is...boring. We were imperfect, but we made a life together. A life I would and did sacrifice the setting suns for.

Where do you start? You start right HERE. When do you start? You start right NOW. You initiate action. You GO. Here is the reality: That idea isn’t going to execute itself. That book isn’t going to write itself. Those weights out in the gym—they aren’t going to move themselves. YOU HAVE TO DO IT.

Discipline is about facing your fears so you can conquer them. Discipline means taking the hard road— the uphill road. To do what is right. For you and for others. So often, the easy path calls us: To be weak for that moment. To break down another time. To give in to desire and short-term gratification.

Don’t worry about motivation. Motivation is fickle. It comes and goes. It is unreliable and when you are counting on motivation to get your goals accomplished—you will likely fall short. So. Don’t expect to be motivated every day to get out there and make things happen. You won’t be. Don’t count on motivation. Count on Discipline.

Roz,” he said, and his thumb brushed her bottom lip. She shivered. “When I was up north and felt I would lose my mind among the dead... When I thought I would be the next to die, and on the worst days, when I hoped I would be... I thought of home. I thought of midnights beside the river, and the way the houses in Ombrazia are so close together, it makes the world feel small. I thought of running through the alleys, of sneaking out to the Mercato, of treading water in the summers. Those memories kept me sane. And you know what?” His eyes were endlessly sad. Dark and infinite. “You were in every single one of them. Everything that reminded me of home—everything that reminded me of happiness—centered around you. Every time I looked up at the moon, I remembered when we were nine and I asked what would happen if it fell from the sky. How you laughed yourself silly at me, and said that although space was infinite, the moon never stopped circling earth. How it couldn’t stop even if it wanted to. And even back then, I knew which one of us was the earth.” [...] “I wanted to be your earth,” Damian said, more softly now. “Just once. Just for a moment.

Guelich argued that the Beatitudes should be interpreted not as wisdom teachings but as prophetic teachings. Wisdom teachings emphasize human action that is wise because it fits God’s way of ordering the world and therefore gets us good results. Prophetic (or eschatological) teachings emphasize God’s action that delivers (rescues, frees, releases) us from mourning into rejoicing. Is Jesus saying, “Happy are those who mourn, because mourning makes them virtuous and so they will get the reward that virtuous people deserve”? Or is he saying, “Congratulations to those who mourn, because God is gracious and God is acting to deliver us from our sorrows”? The tradition of ideals or wisdom (1) speaks to people who are not what the ideals urge, and (2) promises them that if they will live by the ideals they will get the rewards of well-being and success. The Beatitudes are not like that. (1) They speak to disciples who already are being made participants in the presence of the Holy Spirit through Jesus Christ—we already know at least a taste of the experience of mourning, mercy, peacemaking and so on. And (2) they do not promise distant well-being and success; they congratulate disciples because God is already acting to deliver them. They are based not on the perfection of the disciples but on the coming of God’s grace, already experienced in Jesus, at least in mustard-seed size (Mt 13:31; 17:20; Mk 4:31; Lk 13:19).

A villain will never claim victory. Victory only comes when all enemies have either perished or submit to you and they claim you victor. Otherwise, you are bound to be beaten just when you think you have won.

The members of the Sanhedrin who met to try Jesus violated ethical standards held not only by Pharisees but even by many Gentile moralists of the period. Trials were supposed to be conducted during daylight, in the normal meeting hall (in this case that was near the temple), not in the leading judge’s home. Whereas Pharisees opposed hasty executions after deliberations, the Sadducees were known for harsh and often quick punishments. The most obvious breach of ethics, of course, is the presence of false and mutually contradictory witnesses. Clearly some members of the Sanhedrin present acted with legal integrity, cross-examining the witnesses, but by Pharisaic standards, the case should have been thrown out once the witnesses contradicted one another (Mk 14:59). The high priest’s plan may have been simply to have a preliminary hearing to formulate a charge to bring to Pilate (cf. Mt 27:1; Mk 15:1; Lk 22:66; 23:1), the expected procedure before accusing someone before the governor. The actions of the Sanhedrin fit what we know of the period. The Roman government usually depended on local elites to charge troublemakers. Local elites were often corrupt, and all our other sources from the period (Josephus, the Dead Sea Scrolls, and Pharisaic memories) agree that the aristocratic priesthood that controlled Jerusalem abused its power against others. A generation later, the chief priests arrested a Jewish prophet for announcing judgment against the temple; they handed him over to a Roman governor, who had him beaten until (Josephus says) his bones showed (Josephus, Wars 6.300–305). Their treatment of Jesus fits their usual behavior toward those who challenged their authority. ◆

There it was again, that incessant ping. I turned the ringer off. Why am I hearing text notifications? Why am I hearing anything? Apple’s gone to shit without Steve Jobs.

By our attentive dedication to the teaching and activity of Jesus as the bringer of God’s reign (Mk 1.14–15), we grow to understand the positive response required from us in terms of metanoia, radical change and renewed belief in the saving power of the Gospel (Mk 1.15).

Women were perfectly capable of handling pain but not emotion. Men handled emotion but not pain. The differences were sometimes subtle, but they were there nonetheless.

Mizaru means see no evil, Kikazaru means hear no evil, and Iwazaru means speak no evil.” Father

television had lost its luster when they canceled The Incredible Hulk in May of 1982.

Father once told me there was a sweet spot to life between the age of fifteen and sixty-five when you were fully visible to the world—any older and you fade from sight, dimming to obscurity. And

I know what you’re trying to do here. You want me to be like an MK-Ultra sex slave, with all your mind control and drugs. But I won’t fall for it. I won’t

Thank you God for letting me have Nancy while she was here I won’t forget I will always appreciate

Detach. Whatever problems or stress you are experiencing, detach from them.

If the stress is something that you can control and you are not, that is a lack of discipline and a lack of ownership. Get control of it. Impose your will to make it happen. Solve the problem. Relieve the stress. If the stress is something you can’t control: Embrace it. You can’t control it, but— How can you look at it from a different angle? How can you use it to your advantage?

So. Don’t fight stress. Embrace it. Turn it on itself. Use it to make yourself sharper and more alert. Use it to make you think and learn and get better and smarter and more effective.

QUESTION IT ALL. When you don’t understand a word— get out the dictionary. When you don’t understand a concept— break it down until you do. When you don’t know how something works— dig into it until you do. Ask every question that comes to mind. That is how you learn.

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He imagined he appeared as uncomfortable as a priest returning the hug of an altar boy with the eyes of the congregation upon him.

Accept reality, but focus on the solution. Take that issue, take that setback, take that problem, and turn it into something good. Go forward. And, if you are part of a team, that attitude will spread throughout. Finally: if you can say the word “good,” then guess what? It means you’re still alive. It means you’re still breathing. And if you’re still breathing, that means you’ve still got some fight left in you. So get up, dust off, reload, recalibrate, re-engage— and go out on the attack.

Discipline: The root of all good qualities. The driver of daily execution. The core principle that overcomes laziness and lethargy and excuses. Discipline defeats the infinite excuses that say: Not today, not now, I need a rest, I will do it tomorrow.

If the stress is something that you can control and you are not, that is a lack of discipline and a lack of ownership. Get control of it. Impose your will to make it happen. Solve the problem. Relieve the stress.

Fight weak emotions with the power of logic; fight the weakness of logic with the power of emotion.

Discipline is about facing your fears so you can conquer them. Discipline means taking the hard road— the uphill road.

You have control over your mind. You just have to assert it.

So that is your first step: Gain perspective. And to do that you must do something critical in many situations: Detach. Whatever problems or stress you are experiencing, detach from them.

Porter knew little about golf. The idea of hitting a little white ball, then chasing after it for hours on end, did not appeal to him. While he understood it was challenging, he did not consider it a sport. Baseball was a sport. Football was a sport. Anything you could play at eighty years old while toting your oxygen tank and wearing pastel slacks would never be a sport in his book.

Several times, Jesus forbids His followers to tell others that He is the Messiah—when He cleanses a leper (Mk 1:43–44), raises Jairus’s daughter (Mk 5:43), restores a man’s hearing and speaking (Mk 7:36), praises Peter’s confession (Mk 8:30), and debriefs His disciples after His transfiguration (Mk 9:9). Why be silent? Because the Savior’s messianic calling was radically different from other messianic narratives circulating in first-century Palestine. None of them taught about a crucified Messiah.

It means that I am going to try to be the best that I can be. The strongest. The fastest. The smartest human being that I can become.

Do what challenges you. Do what pushes you. Do what sets you up for long-term strategic success. Don’t do what makes you happy. Do what makes you better.

Do not go down that road. Do not do what makes you happy. Do what challenges you. Do what pushes you. Do what sets you up for long-term strategic success. Don’t do what makes you happy.

Every time I looked up at the moon, I remembered when we were nine and I asked what happened if it fell from the sky. How you laughed yourself silly at me, and said that although space was infinite, the moon never stopped circling earth. How it couldn’t stop even if it wanted to. And even back then, I knew which one of us was the earth.

When it just doesn’t make any logical sense to go on, that’s when you use your emotion, your anger, your frustration, your fear, to push further, to push you to say one thing: I don’t stop. When your feelings are screaming that you have had enough, when you think you are going to break emotionally, override that emotion with concrete logic and willpower that says one thing: I don’t stop. Fight weak emotions with the power of logic; fight the weakness of logic with the power of emotion. And in the balance of those two, you will find the strength and the tenacity and the guts to say to yourself: I. DON’T. STOP.

Go down swinging. And I’ll tell you: If you fight with all you have, more often than not, you won’t go down at all. You will win. But you have to make that attitude a part of your everyday life. Do the extra repetition. Run the extra mile. Go the extra round. Make the right choices.

God Provides by divine Power through knowledge of His Promises so that we Participate in divine nature in godliness.

When his teaching is more straightforward, it is no less baffling or challenging. Blessed are the meek (Mt 5:5); to look at a woman with lust is to commit adultery (Mt 5:28); forgive wrongs seventy times seven (Mt 18:22); you can't be my disciple if you do not give up all your possessions (Lk 14:33); no divorce (Mk 10:9); love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you (Mt 5:44). A passage that gives us the keys to the reign, or kingdom, of God is Matthew 25:31–46, the scene of the judgment of the nations: Then the king will say to those on his right hand, “Come, you that are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world; for I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me, I was naked and you gave me clothing, I was sick and you took care of me, I was in prison and you visited me.” As Mother Teresa put it, we meet Christ in the distressing disguise of the poor. Jesus’ teaching and witness is obviously relevant to social, economic, and political issues. Indeed, the Jewish leaders and the Romans (the powers that be of the time) found his teaching and actions disturbing enough to arrest him and execute him. A scene from the life of Clarence Jordan drives home the radicalism and relevance of Jesus’ message. In the early 1950s Clarence approached his brother, Robert Jordan, a lawyer and future state senator and justice of the Georgia Supreme Court, to legally represent Koinonia Farm. Clarence, I can't do that. You know my political aspirations. Why if I represented you, I might lose my job, my house, everything I've got. We might lose everything too, Bob. It's different for you. Why is it different? I remember, it seems to me, that you and I joined the church the same Sunday, as boys. I expect when we came forward the preacher asked me about the same question he did you. He asked me, “Do you accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior?” And I said, “Yes.” What did you say? I follow Jesus, Clarence, up to a point. Could that point by any chance be—the cross? That's right. I follow him to the cross, but not on the cross. I'm not getting myself crucified. Then I don't believe you're a disciple. You're an admirer of Jesus, but not a disciple of his. I think you ought to go back to the church you belong to, and tell them you're an admirer not a disciple. Well now, if everyone who felt like I do did that, we wouldn't have a church, would we? The question, Clarence said, is, “Do you have a church?”25 The early Christian community tried to live according to the values of the reign of God that Jesus proclaimed, to be disciples. The Jerusalem community was characterized by unlimited liability and total availability for each other, sharing until everyone's needs were met (Acts 2:43–47; 4:32–37).26 Paul's exhortation to live a new life in Christ in his letter to the Romans, chapters 12 through 15, has remarkable parallels to Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount in Matthew, chapters 5 through 7, and Luke 6:20–49.27 Both Jesus and Paul offer practical steps for conflict resolution and peacemaking. Similarly, the Epistle of James exhorts Christians to “be doers of the word and not merely hearers who deceive themselves” (1:22), and warns against class divisions (2:1–13) and the greed and corruption of the wealthy (5:1–6).

Christ has given one commission to the Church, and He has not changed it. We should be making every effort to evangelize the world with the gospel of Jesus Christ defined in 1 Corinthians 15:1–8 (Mk. 16:15), to ground believers in the rest of God’s truth by systematically teaching them God’s Word (Mt. 28:19–20; Eph. 4:11–12), and to pray earnestly for God to send a great spiritual awakening that will be instigated, governed, and empowered by the Holy Spirit and completely conformed to God’s thoughts, ways, and truth. THE CONFLICT FROM THE RAPTURE OF THE CHURCH TO ETERNITY FUTURE The Rapture of the True Church WHEN THE TIME COMES FOR GOD to prepare Israel for restoration to her original place of blessing, His purpose for the true Church in the world will have been fulfilled.

Yeah, I’d like to punch you into another decade.

Why say it when you could sing it, dance it and feel it?