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"I appreciate how to down to earth Pastor Skip is when he teaches the Bible, on page or on stage. In this book, Skip summarizes the core elements of each book of the Bible, gives some background information of each, and shows how every book of Scripture is relevant to the Gospel message of Jesus Christ. I'm currently on the 1 Samuel section now of "The Bible from 30,000 Feet." I'm presently rereading 2 Samuel in NKJV." — May 14, 2025 12:04AM
"I appreciate how to down to earth Pastor Skip is when he teaches the Bible, on page or on stage. In this book, Skip summarizes the core elements of each book of the Bible, gives some background information of each, and shows how every book of Scripture is relevant to the Gospel message of Jesus Christ. I'm currently on the 1 Samuel section now of "The Bible from 30,000 Feet." I'm presently rereading 2 Samuel in NKJV." — May 14, 2025 12:04AM
“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
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“I have no faith in human perfectibility. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.”
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“I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.”
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“To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”
― Macbeth
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”
― Macbeth
“Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.”
― The Road
― The Road
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