Quotes About Invade

We need to stop focusing on people leaving earth and focus on, like Jesus said, the Kingdom of God is the yeast. Yeast invades dough.

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade, And keeps that palace of the soul serene.

The banished emotions reassert themselves and invade the body.

Quiero ser un poeta fuerte, tan fuerte como Henry y John en su realismo. Quiero combatirlos, invadirlos y aniquilarlos.

The intensity of intention inside a woman's mind to reign like a queen is so pronounced that she even intrudes and invades own daughters' house to rule.

The thing is, any time anyone invades anyone on stage, the invader always looks really bad no matter what point they're proving - obviously that applies to myself too.

We always assumed the aliens would have to at least be alive to invade. Not even H.G. Wells expected an invasion of ghosts.

James explores the psychological implications of belief - how a climate of ideas can invade, affect, mingle with, and be used, both consciously and unconsciously, by a person in the throes of passion.

Daily I live with [one] fear--a healthy fear if there is such a thing. [It is] that I will miss something God has for me in this life. And it is mind-expanding to contemplate all that He wants me to have. I don't want to be robbed of even one of God's riches by not taking time to let Him invade my life. By not listening to what He is telling me.

We did just leave an insane asylum," Hi agreed. "For all we know, Chance spend his nights dancing naked with sock puppets, plotting to invade Canada.

The word, Irene, is stealing." "Oh, semantics. 'I acquire, 'you borrow,' 'she steals,' 'they invade and loot . . .

And as pale sickness does invade, Your frailer part, the breaches made, In that fair lodging still more clear, Make the bright guest, your soul, appear.

An enthusiastic reader of English poetry, Lincoln forgot or ignored Dryden's warning from "Astraea Redux": "An horrid stillness first invades the ear,/ And in that silence we the tempest fear.

This narrow stairway, steep and creaky, climbed to a separate room, a windowless room that sunshine could never invade, a room that only Ruth-Ann used, that only Ruth-Ann knew about.

it's probably the Russian military, in which you're allowed to smile only when you shoot someone or successfully invade another country.

I don't hide out. If you build a wall around yourself, it draws people to invade it. Fear is the enemy.