“Be careful your footsteps do not stumble by the stumbling stone.” — Lailah Gifty Akita Copy Share Image
My dad even followed in my vegan footsteps a year after I did, and then my daughter and husband. — Tabitha Brown Copy Share Image
My verses, I cannot say poems. . . . I was following in the exquisite footsteps of Miss Millay, unhappily in my own horrible sneakers. — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
“Although I could hear the echo of my footsteps, I could have sworn I was walking a few centimeters above the ground” — Carlos Ruiz Zafón Copy Share Image
My songs would be nothing had it not been for my father. I follow his footsteps. — Asha Bhosle Copy Share Image
Ronda Rousey proved that women can be a draw and an attraction, so WWE followed in those footsteps. — Gail Kim Copy Share Image
While the Lord will magnify us in both subtle and dramatic ways, he can only guide our footsteps when we move our… — Marion G. Romney Copy Share Image
Even in the middle of barking dogs, you can hear the footsteps of a big revolution! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
Now that we are poor, we are free. No white man controls our footsteps. — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
It is only by walking in the digital footsteps of your customer that you can uncover a new landscape of opportunities for… — Brian Solis Copy Share Image
Then to have Brett come along and follow in the footsteps, it's so gratifying. I get as much enjoyment out of watching… — Bobby Hull Copy Share Image
Growing up with Jennifer Lopez and Salma Hayek - people who were always trying to do something else - I wanted to… — Paula Garces Copy Share Image
Industry in art is a necessity - not a virtue - and any evidence of the same, in the production, is a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Xxx there is a certain kind of peace that you find in the middle of a city when you are the only… — Steven Brust Copy Share Image
It is a silent, shady place, with a paved courtyard so full of echoes, that sometimes I am tempted to believe that… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Christianity is a religion which concerns us as we are here and now, creatures of body and soul. We do not "follow… — Evelyn Underhill Copy Share Image
“And as he walked through the snow his footsteps disappeared behind him. He felt at that moment that he was coming from… — Chloe Thurlow Copy Share Image
You try to be faithful And sometimes you're cruel. You are mine. Then, you leave. Without you, I can't cope. And when… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's something uncontaminated about her, and I don't even mean sexually or whatever. I mean the way she is, at her core.… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Rivers must have been the guides which conducted the footsteps of the first travelers. They are the constant lure, when they flow… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
We acknowledge that our path at times will be difficult. But I give you this promise in the name of The Lord:… — Dieter F. Uchtdorf Copy Share Image
The reason I make art is because I get to make a choice about who I am, what I do, and what… — Ben Sollee Copy Share Image
The truly awesome intellectuals in our history have not merely made discoveries; they have woven variegated, but firm, tapestries of comprehensive coverage.… — Stephen Jay Gould Copy Share Image
Among innumerable footsteps of divine providence to be found in the works of nature, there is a very remarkable one to be… — John Arbuthnot Copy Share Image
The crucified but risen Jesus appears in the believing, assembled community of the church. That this sense of the risen, living Jesus… — Edward Schillebeeckx Copy Share Image
“Their story begins on ground level, with footsteps. They are myriad, but do not compose a series. They cannot be counted because… — Michel de Certeau Copy Share Image
Last but not least my family. My brother Tony, I love you. Thank you for beating me up when I was a… — Kevin Durant Copy Share Image
The smell of the sea, of kelp and fish and bitter moving water, rose stronger in my nostrils. It flooded my consciousness… — Ross Macdonald Copy Share Image
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
He looked at a world of incredible loveliness. Old distaff Celt's blood in some back chamber of his brain moved him to… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
And now we can't," I said. "Which sucks, but the main thing is that your dad's alive." He smiled, hesitant at first,… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
“Above the decorous walking around me, sounds of footsteps leaving the verandas of far-flung buildings and moving toward the walks and over… — Ralph Ellison Copy Share Image