“He was a decent and well-meaning man in the main, but he was a good man without categories. And a good man without categories is sometimes not a very good man.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 23
“He was a decent and well-meaning man in the main, but he was a good man without categories. And a good man without categories is sometimes not a very good man.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 23
“But Ace was on a slow boil, and wasn’t sure when he was going to foam all over the stove—but he was pretty sure he was going to.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 18
“This is not really a theology issue . . . well, okay, it is. Everything is. But not theology theology . . . this is ‘how water isn’t dry’ theology.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 16
“It was a newer model sex android, from the looks of it, although she was completely dressed. She was decked out like a suburban housewife, a blue bandanna on her head just like it was moving day, and she was staring vacantly, straight ahead. Her lips had that come-hither pout, that sexy look, like she had just been hit in the mouth with a brick.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 14
“We should never leave the pulpit without calling for a verdict.”
Olford, Anointed Expository Preaching, p. 77
“Some women are just plain gorgeous, and they don’t really know how to turn it off, but Stephanie was not like that. She was entirely secure without any make-up, and was routinely described as ‘that pretty girl,’ but whenever she decided to put on the Ritz, the effect was to summon up an oceanic goddess of beauty de profundis. And if she smiled at anything male while done up like that, he would probably be in the ICU for at least a couple of days.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 9
“Before standing the pulpit you must decide what the sermon is to achieve.”
Olford, Anointed Expository Preaching, p. 76
“When it came to the jargon of servant leadership, no one could even get near him.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 6
“The lawn was so green that if green had a word in its semantic family like red does—that word being vermilion—only that word and no other would have sufficed. Well, maybe the green equivalent of incarnadine might have sufficed, if the light was good.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 5
“The downtown area of Denver had gone rapidly to the dogs—and by ‘the dogs,’ the reference is not to show poodles owned by rich ladies or anything refined and decadent like that. Rather, the dogs that everything had ‘gone to’ would be more like the mangier packs that roam in and around the landfills outside Manila, the kind that would eat dead vultures and call it a treat.”
Ride, Sally, Ride, p. 3