Quotes About Witness

One that most horrible day, even among all those other bad days, when the child witnessed the hanging (yes!) of another child who, he tells us, had the face of a sad angel, he heard someone behind him groan: For God's sake, where is God? And from within me, I heard a voice answer: Where He is? This is where - hanging here from this gallows.

Never shall I forget these things, even if I'm condemned to live as long as God himself

Its genesis: inside the kingdom of night, I witnessed a strange trial. Three rabbis-all erudite and pious men-decided one winter evening to indict God for allowing his children to be massacred, I remember: I was there, and I felt like crying. But there nobody cried.

Can this be true? This is the twentieth century, not the Middle Ages. Who would allow such crimes to be committed? How could the world remain silent?" And

Because if we forget, we are guilty, we are accomplices. And

Any one of the fields of ashes in Birkenau carries more weight than all the testimonies about Birkenau.

under an indifferent sky.

God is in the business of making us walking, breathing examples of the invisible reality of the presence of Christ in us.

Actors, painters, dancers, comedians, even just ordinary people doing ordinary things, what are they without an audience of some sort? See, that's what I do. I am the audience. I am the witness, I am the great appreciator that's what I do and that's all I want to do. I worked for a lot of years. I did a lot of things for a lot of years. Now, here I am in the rocking chair, and I don't mind it, Lucille. I don't feel useless. I feel lucky.

See, that's what I do. I am the audience. I am the witness. I am the great appreciator, that's what I do and that's all I want to do. I worked for a lot of years. I did a lot of things for a lot of years. Now, well, here I am in the rocking chair, and I don't mind it, Lucille. I don't feel useless. I feel lucky.

But what we need are readers. Right? Where would writers be without readers? Who are they going to write for? And actors, what are they without an audience? Actors, painters, dancers, comedians, even just ordinary people doing ordinary things, what are they without an audience of some sort? "See, that's what I do. I am the audience. I am the witness. I am the great appreciator

Our conduct is an advertisement for or against Jesus Christ. That's why unity in the body of Christ is so important.

Let your life choices tell others of your wonderful God as you walk through life worshiping Him.

Six a.m.!" Xander cried. "I know that's a number on my clock, but I've never actually been awake to personally witness it!

Oh, and I'm dependent on antianxiety meds, the only therapist I ever had died from a fall down a flight of stairs, and there's a viral video of me losing my mind at a public event, taken just before my own arrest. I'm not what anyone would call a reliable witness.

There are some people who need to wear a label round their necks to show that they are Christians at all, or else we might mistake them for sinners, their actions are so like those of the ungodly.

I can remember being young and being outside and watch guys go through what they go through with the police, and old ladies come outside their house and be like, 'Oh, Lord, they're hitting him,' or whatever is happening. You see it right in front of your face.

I had been an eyewitness to a truly historic moment in American pop culture.

I didn't attend any of the court proceedings.

I did not see his face, because he was all covered with blood.

It is caused, in its entirety, by a lifetime of bearing first-hand witness to, on behalf of everyone – courts, relatives, public, society – man's inhumanity to man. The result of this diagnosis? The summer of 2016 off work. Two cures: talking and pharmaceutical. And this book.

The bank account was opened by her. She uses Fowler's badge number as a way of getting back at him, just in case she's caught, which she was. I'm showing you the spin that can be put on this. As a witness she stinks, I'm telling you. Your call. You tell me what you want me to do." She met and held eyes with him. "I hate attorneys," Boldt told her. "Me too." She smiled. "All my friends are cops.

Chatty, defensive, observant. My new favorite witness.

She hesitated slightly. "I've seen what was called telekinesis with dice—but I'm no mathematician and I could not testify that what I saw was telekinesis." "Hell's bells, you wouldn't testify that the sun had risen if the day was cloudy.