Only the gospel can truly save you. The gospel doesn't make bad people good; it makes dead people alive...the gospel is God's acceptance of us based on what Christ has done, not on what we can do.
If I ran the Web, you could email dead people.
One thing about dead people, they're all the same.
Where there's life, there's hope. Living people can change things, dead people cannot.
Tradition and heritage are all dead people's baggage, stop carrying it. Move forward.
Out of the people that ever were, almost all of them are dead. There are way more dead people, and you're all gonna die and then you're gonna be dead for way longer than you're alive. Like that's mostly what you're ever gonna be. You're just dead people that didn't die yet.
Dead people are all on the same level.
I like stuff designed by dead people. The old designers. They always got it right because they didn't have to grow up with computers. All of the people that made the spoon and the dishes and the vacuum cleaner didn't have microprocessors and stuff. You could do a good design back then.
It's the closest I've come to touching immortality, by reading the words of dead people.
I recollected one story there was in the village, how that on a certain night in the year (it might be that very night for anything I knew), all the dead people came out of the ground and sat at the heads of their own graves till morning.
Dead people can be our heroes because they can't disappoint us later; they only improve over time, as we forget more and more about them.
The gospel doesn't make bad people good, it makes dead people alive.
When you see illegals and people who aren't citizens and they're on the registration rolls ... We can be babies, but you take a look at the registration you have illegals, you have dead people, you have this. It's really a bad situation. It's really bad.
Dead people I could handle. They were usually beyond hysteria. This was the people-left behind part. The hard part.
You totally need to watch the news." "Can't." "Why?" "It's too depressing." "Right, because hanging with dead people isn't.
I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.
So why don't you tell him you're sorry?" Gaby suggested. "Uh... because he probably never wants to speak to me again?" "How do you know? Do you have a fifth sense too?" Scarlett sighed. "No. And I think that's sixth sense." "No, I don't see dead people. It's different.
If you were to go, and hopefully someday you will, you would see a lot of paintings of dead people. You'd see Jesus on the cross, and you'd see a dude get stabbed in the neck, and you'd see people dying at sea and in battle and a parade of martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody biting it from the plague or smallpox or yellow fever or whatever, because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.
I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life?
You did something because it had always been done, and the explanation was, ‘But we’ve always done it this way.’ A million dead people can’t have been wrong, can they?
I've decided that I can also touch the hearts of many - dead people, but the living, too. (Cameryn Mahoney)
All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.
When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in the particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is "So it goes.
For the first time in her life Granny wondered whether there might be something important in all these books people were setting store by these days, although she was opposed to books on strict moral grounds, since she had heard that many of them were written by dead people and therefore it stood to reason reading them would be as bad as necromancy. Among the many things in the infinitely varied universe with which Granny did not hold was talking to dead people, who by all accounts had enough troubles of their own.
Because I took an oath to help people. To protect them from The League and any corrupt government. (Devyn) Yeah, and I know people better than to believe that for even an instant. Altruism is dead. People use and they take until you’re nothing but a bleeding corpse on the ground at their feet. (Alix)
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