Top 1200 Yes And No Quotes & Sayings - Page 11

Yes," I said, "for the love of God!

When someone blushes, doesn't that mean 'yes'?

Love is saying yes to belonging.

Yes, I don't read books for entertainment.

Yes, My Lord."-Sebastian Michaelis

Yes, I'm a real southern boy.

Do we need Medicare reform? Yes we do.

A diary means yes indeed.

I am responsible. Yes, I have chosen to be single.

Yes, we'll have to put a stop to this bookworming. No future in that.

In the light of her son's comment she reconsidered the scene at the mosque, to see whose impression was correct. Yes it could be worked into quite an unpleasant scene. The doctor had begun by bullying her, had said Mrs Callendar was nice, and then - finding the ground safe - had changed; he had alternately whined over his grievances and patronized her, had run a dozen ways in a single sentence, had been unreliable, inquisitive, vain. Yes, it was all true, but how false as a summary of the man; the essential life of him had been slain.

Yes, I'm a carb junkie. No, I don't workout.

For far too long we have been seduced into walking a path that did not lead us to ourselves. For far too long we have said yes when we wanted to say no. And for far too long we have said no when we desperately wanted to say yes. . . . When we don't listen to our intuition, we abandon our souls. And we abandon our souls because we are afraid if we don't, others will abandon us.

Am I a hero? I really can't say, but yes.

Yes, I am a narcissist. The best, too.

For all that has been, Thanks. To all that shall be, Yes.

John Wesley tells of a dream he had. In the dream, he was ushered to the gates of Hell. There he asked, "Are there any Presbyterians here?" "Yes!", came the answer. Then he asked, "Are there any Baptists? Any Episcopalians? Any Methodists?" The answer was Yes! each time. Much distressed, Wesley was then ushered to the gates of Heaven. There he asked the same question, and the answer was No! "No?" To this, Wesley asked, "Who then is inside?" The answer came back, "There are only Christians here."

Yes, but I don't think of the Teen Angel as of an age.

Yes, I speak English 'cause I'm American.

Yes, I'm happy, in human terms.

Yes, I'm dangerous. But only in my movies!

Yes, I do believe in karma. In my childhood I was a believer.

Do feminists have a sense of humor? Yes.

Yes, I've never inherited a penny!

Yes, about ten minutes.

Yes, I do Jiu Jitsu for a living.

Yes, I'm very expressive with my painting.

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

And, yes, I love the process of building.

I do like my life very much, yes.

I've never been a 'yes person.'

Can I eat bugs? Yes no problem.

My favorite six letter word is always because it promises so much. My favorite five letter word is never because it insists on contradicting the promise. My favorite four letter word is once because it says it happened then. My favorite three letter word is yes because I’m just now learning to say it to my heart. My favorite two letter word is if because it makes all things possible like this: If not always If not never Then once. Yes.

Yes, there truly is a joy to giving.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

I'm a religious fanatic? Yes, I am, actually.

I give you five minutes to spare your blushes. here is the little bronze key that opens the ebony caskets on the mantle piece in the Louise-Phillipe room. In one of the caskets you will find a scorpion, in the other, a grasshopper, both very cleverly imitated in Japanese bronze: they will say yes or no for you. If you turn the scorpion round, that will mean to me, when I return that you have said yes. The grasshopper will mean no... The grasshopper, be careful of the grass hopper! A grasshopper does not only turn: it hops! It hops! And it hops jolly high!

Querida, it's alright," he said. "No one has hurt me in years." "Hey, you're supposed to be my brother," I said, trying to joke. "Brother's don't hold their sisters' hands or call them querida." Seb smiled, his hazel eyes starting to dance. "Yes, they do," he said. "This happens all the time." "Well I guess things are different in Mexico then," I said. "Because in America, no way. And I'm an American." "But you're in Mexico now," he pointed out. "Right. And you're saying here, boys holds hands with their sisters and call them sweetheart." "Oh yes. We're very friendly, we Mexicans.

I say yes when I mean no and the wrinkle grows.

Yes, I know,’ she said in answer to the unasked, for there was no time for explanations. ‘Yes. My face is spoilt.’ Grandible’s jowl wobbled and creased. Then, for the first time that Neverfell could remember, he changed to a Face she had never seen before, a frown more ferocious and alarming than either of the others. ‘Who the shambles told you that?’ he barked. ‘Spoilt? I’ll spoil them.’ He took hold of her chin and examined her. ‘A bit sadder, maybe. A bit wiser. But nothing rotten. You’re just growing yourself a rind at last. Still a good cheese.

A writer must say yes to life.

Do I think there's going to be a business in blogging? Yes.

Yes, I was really good in physics and in math.

For all that has been, Thank you. For all that is to come, Yes!

Start with a 'Yes', and see where that takes you.

Yes, it's hard to write. But it's harder not to.

Yes, I have made a woman cry.

We are not wise enough, pure enough, or strong enough to aim and sustain such a single motive over a lifetime. That way lies fanaticism or failure. But if the single motive is the master motivation of God's calling, the answer is yes. In any and all situations, both today and tomorrow's tomorrow, God's call to us is the unchanging and ultimate whence, what, why, and whither of our lives. Calling is a 'yes' to God that carries a 'no' to the chaos of modern demands. Calling is the key to tracing the story line of our lives and unriddling the meaning of our existence in a chaotic world.

I'm Wolf Blitzer and yes, that's my real name.

I'm not leaving until you say yes.

Would I have liked to play for PSG? Yes.

Accuracy is paramount in every detail of a work of history. Here's my rule: Ask yourself, 'Did this thing happen?' If the answer is yes, then it's historical. Then ask, 'Did this thing happen precisely this way?' If the answer is yes, then it's history; if the answer is no, not precisely this way, then it's historical drama.

Yes, I love playing Mom.

Yes, these are bruises from fighting and I'm okay with that.

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

Let's say 'Yes' to life and 'No' to death.

I say no to doubt and yes to life!

Yes, there have to be places for safe wonderful stories.

Yes, the world is short of perfect.

Yes, I think poker really isn't gambling.