His Quotes

“David cuts through all the many needs, wants, and desires that may have been bouncing around inside him and essentially says, "If I could have only one thing, I want to be with God, to be in His presence, to know that he is always with me." Whether in good times or bad times, David knew the thing he needed most: to feel God's presence close by, intimately, through worship.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“The Doktor was very vond, I mean fond of Vluffy, so he gave him a flame-proof doggie-jacket. It was dull grey, but it had a tartan pattern on it. Vluffy liked his doggie-jacket and wore it all the time. When things went ‘bang’ he could just roll over, dust himself off and quickly scamper off with the doggie jacket flapping on his back. So in short, Vluffy was a very happy little dog who spent a lot of his time hiding under furniture. But the point is that he’d had a lot of time. Much more than those who went (up in smoke) before him.”
― Christina Engela, Innocent Minds

“How can you tell when the devil is lying? His lips are moving.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“God's blessings, however, aren't always bigger, better, and beautiful. In fact, I truly believe that God gifts His chosen leaders with a very unusual blessing. You might even call it a weird blessing because most of the time we call it...a burden.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“Let God create in you His masterpiece. He will make you truly different and joyfully weird.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“So rich a client having suffered such a messy death was an unsettling embarrassment to Captain Harald Biscay. It was bad for business. He had the murder hushed up immediately, his security staff investigating the matter covertly but thoroughly. Five and a half thousand souls onboard. Five and a half thousand suspects. Three days. So far, nothing. Now it would be taken further by the planetary authorities on the colony world below. A forensic team (cunningly disguised as a cleaning crew) was now rummaging through Smiffs apartment, examining every single particle. He had a feeling -- a strong feeling, about what they were going to find. Somehow, Biscay was of the opinion that this was going to be another contender for the Unsolved Murders show.”
― Christina Engela, Dead Man's Hammer

“Soon it would be his turn. Kaine wondered how he would meet Death. His ship was a mess, in every sense of the word. Systems were in disarray, damaged equipment malfunctioning, and control panels shattered by blaster-fire littered the decks. In the fighting, severe hull damage had caused parts of the ship to be sealed off. Dead bodies – or raw red chunks of them – lay everywhere. The corridors were dark where the lights had failed. His footsteps echoed eerily as he ran down them. He’d been on the run for what felt like days. He felt naked, his tattered, sweat-drenched tunic clinging to his body, especially under his breastplate. Fatigue had caused him to discard his body amour. It was of no realistic use anyway, and just made him hotter and sweatier, made stealthy movement more difficult – and weighed him down.”
― Christina Engela, Demonspawn

“His famous, soul-stirring "I have a dream" speech will still give you chills and break your heart today. Decades later, long after his life on earth tragically ended, the legacy of his burden lives on, improving lives for generations to come. All because one man allowed his burden to birth a dream.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“Now he sat alone; on a disabled starship about fifty years from anywhere on conversion drive – assuming he still had that. Insurance was a good thing – a very good thing - but it wasn’t going to help him much out here. The highlight of his afternoon was going to be staring at the blinking bridge instrumentation – which just happened to be running on the emergency batteries and actually blinking, like for real. Moreover, since his mutinous crew had made off with the Short Shit, the ships only shuttle, he was facing quite a problem”
― Christina Engela, Blachart

“Meradinis! Turtle Island! It was a little corner of chaos!
This was the scene the speeding black ship had left behind three days ago, fleeing in humiliating shame, those three days a constant running battle. For three days the accursed Imperial ship Indomitable had followed, firing on them at every opportunity. Death or imprisonment now awaited those who called themselves Corsairs – and though this death was now more certain rather than just a possibility, Sona Kilroy, or “The Hammer” as he was called by his men, was not prepared to give up his freedom so easily. Piracy was his life and he’d known no other. He was tough and cruel, a despicable man, a case in point when academics quoted the barbarism by which the Corsairs had made themselves known and feared across the star systems of the peaceful Terran Empire.”
― Christina Engela, Dead Beckoning

“It was a mild winter’s evening in ‘Japp’s Saloon and Speakeasy’, in the northwest corner of the only legal red-light area of the city. (The S.O.D.s believed in crime management.) Timaset Skooch leaned back in the aluminum framed chair, checking his cards carefully while wearing his best poker face. Across the table from him sat Jonn Deire, a large man who was trying very hard to out-poker face him and who didn’t enjoy jokes about his name much.”
― Christina Engela, Loderunner

“In a nice little house in Atro City there lived a man called Doktor Gleichstein. He was a kind of scientist, and he was very good at his job, which is why he always worked from home. He looked a little funny because he kept losing his eyebrows. Quantum Physics, is sort of like ordinary Physics, only you tend to spend a lot more time looking for the cat. He worked in the sitting room because he’d blown the garage up once already. Apparently a lot of things happened by accident in Quantum Physics.”
― Christina Engela, Innocent Minds

“Love in his hands has become a weapon for hurting.”
― Deyth Banger, It's not a happy

“Not only did he unleash his emotions through rivers of tears, but for several days he denied his body food so he could pray and seek the God of heaven.”
― Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn't Working

“Captain Harald Biscay rubbed his graying temples, staring deep in thought at the vast star field showing on the large navigation display on the bridge. It had been a pretty rough few days for him. Of all the things he’d seen in his travels through the universe, not many rated worthy of being remembered. Of the few examples of items Captain Biscay rated that highly, when he was a young man, his uncle would often play the bagpipes at strange hours of the night – shortly before being put in a ‘home’. That rated a mention.”
― Christina Engela, Dead Man's Hammer

“Moments later, Sona Kilroy, heading for the open doorway, stepped over the sergeant’s body. With an old auto-rifle in his left hand and his favorite sword in the other, and the sharp melodic din of bolts and bullets ringing in his ears, ‘the Hammer’ grinned an evil grin to himself, well pleased. He wished he could’ve seen the look on the face of Indomitable’s captain when he realized the tables had just been turned on him! The thought amused him. It was bloody hilarious. He cackled, reveling in this complete reversal of fortune. Then he stalked onward with conviction, a grim smile on his lips – intent on taking the ship for himself.

* * *”
― Christina Engela, Dead Beckoning

“Joe!” he groaned, attempting to speak clearly. “Joe! Good ol’ Joe!”
“Captain, you’re drunk!” Lofflin said, stating the obvious while trying to keep his voice level. Blaine grinned at him lopsidedly and giggled, almost choking. He slapped the table, knocking his empty glass over.
“Ye-ss, I am! Don’t ssup-pose you – think I co-uld ssit here an’ calmly wait t’die – dýou? Weee-ll, not ssob-er anyway. Ha ha ha.”
Disgust and hopelessness were swelling inside him. He felt like punching that drunken face till it was either sober or unconscious.
“Damn it, Captain! We need you – the crew needs you! You’re turning your back on them – in our most desperate time!”
― Christina Engela, Demonspawn

“She knew he was gone when his " call me when you reach home " reduced to " bye " and his unsaid goodnight with kisses turned to " gn tc sd ". ~”
― Tanya Gambhir

“Damage report, sir?” Skotchdopole asked, climbing off his console into his seat.
“To hell with that!” he roared, this was no accidental side-effect of arriving – it was clear they were under attack by hostile aliens. “Fire! Shoot the crap outta them!”
― Christina Engela

“The TSA liked having fresh agents on the job. Fresh agents with a clear mind and steady hand. Time travel wasn’t for the faint of heart. The pay was good though, but as Scrooby had decided long ago, that even if he didn’t get paid for it, the thrill alone was payment enough. Then again, the TSA realized they couldn’t afford to have disgruntled employees with too much time on their hands and the power of the gods at their fingertips, so the pay was very, very good. Debriefing was routine. And how he hated routine! His supervisor was a senior agent called Guy Krummeck, a rather drab character who liked his shiny silver suits almost as much as he liked to go over every little detail at least three times. Minimum. This time everything went right, so it went quick. Twenty minutes later, tired, he clocked out and went home to his small apartment. Tomorrow, after all, was another day again.”
― Christina Engela, The Time Saving Agency

“It's his word against mine
It's mine word against his.”
― Deyth Banger, Bridge Of Writing

“We are a kaleidoscope of complicated intricacies. A million different facets of light and darkness.”
― K.M.Keeton

“Home is that place where One Self feels that, that is His/Her Place.”
― Jaime Tenorio Valenzuela

“In the empty halls of the castle now abandoned and silenced by time, they waltzed cheek to cheek over the ancient floor of dust with unknown stories buried deep in the soil below.”
― Pamela Hamilton, Lady Be Good: The Life and Times of Dorothy Hale

“Ruhu büyük boşluklara sahipti (...)”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan

“Keşke hep çocuk kalsaydık…” diye düşündü. “Keşke onlar gibi duygularımızı maskelemesek ve isteklerimizi, hislerimizi, en açık şekilde dışa vurabilseydik. Ya da hiç olmasaydık… Evet… Bu kesinlikle daha iyi bir seçenek olurdu.”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan

“Onda duyduğu yakınlık; dünyaya karşı duymakta olduğu yabancılık hissini yok ediyordu.”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan

“(...) kendimi buraya ait hissetmiyorum. Herkes başka bir dünyaya ait sanki...”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan

“Sanki kurduğu cümlelerin üzerine devrildiğini ve altında kaldığını hissediyordu. Aklının kendisini terk ettiğini ve kalbiyle yapayalnız olduğunu düşünüyordu.”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan

“İntihar düşüncesi belki de hep içinde yaşayacaktı ama ona boyun eğmeyecekti. Artık acı duygusu onun için birer oyuncaktı. Bir duyguyu sürekli hissedersen hissizleşirdin ve o da hissizleşmişti. Yine de imkanı olsa magmaya saplanan ve dünyayı yok eden bir nükleer bomba olmayı isterdi ya da tüm tanrılar gelip, yaşattıkları adına önünde diz çökse ve af dileseler onları hiçbir zaman affetmezdi. Suçsuz olduğuna inanıyordu. Hiçbir şeyin yaşadığı bunca acıya bahane olacağını kabul etmiyordu.”
― Tolga Gökçen, Yalnızlaşan İnsan