Sure we can cut grass. But we can't even create a single blade of that which we're cutting. And I often wonder if our inability to create drives our desire to manage which robs us of the ability to appreciate.

Realize this ? your anger with God does not drive a wedge between you and Him. It is your silence that drives the wedge. - Prodigal Life

For Ragamuffins, God's name is Mercy. We see our darkness as a prized possession because it drives us into the heart of God. Without mercy our darkness would plunge us into despair - for some, self-destruction. Time alone with God reveals the unfathomable depths of the poverty of the spirit. We are so poor that even our poverty is not our own: It belongs to the mysterium tremendum of a loving God.

A poet is not an apostle; he drives out devils only by the power of the devil.

Heartache often drives us to consume things we wouldn't otherwise, such as an entire pint of Caramel Pecan Perfection high-fat ice cream, covered in ganache, the crack cocaine of frozed dairy. Twelve hundred calories per pint, six hundred and eighty of which are fat calories, but is only dulls the pain for the moment, there's that carb fog while you're standing at the sink shoving it in your face, and then it's over and you feel...used. Like a cheap pickup the Dove people seduced and abandoned in your kitchen, leaving you with sticky hands and an empty cup and a still-broken heart, except now you're mad at Dove, too.

All the fires of hell could burn for a thousand years and it wouldn't equal what I feel for you in one minute of the day. I love you so much there is no pleasure in it. Nothing but torment. Because if I could dilute what I feel for you to the mil?lionth part, it would still be enough to kill you. And even if it drives me mad, I would rather see you live in the arms of that cold, soulless bastard than die in mine," Merripen said to Win.

What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.

Intelligence is one of the greatest human gifts. But all too often a search for knowledge drives out the search for love. This is something else I've discovered for myself very recently. I present it to you as a hypothesis: Intelligence without the ability to give and receive affection leads to mental and moral breakdown, to neurosis, and possibly even psychosis. And I say that the mind absorbed in and involved in itself as a self-centered end, to the exclusion of human relationships, can only lead to violence and pain.

Inconsiderate rude behavior drives me nuts. And I guess the inconsiderate rudeness of social ineptitude definitely fuels my work.

I currently use Ubuntu Linux on a standalone laptop - it has no Internet connection. I occasionally carry flash memory drives between this machine and the Macs that I use for network surfing and graphics but I trust my family jewels only to Linux.

I definitely think what drives technology companies is the people because in a technology company it's always about what are you going to do next.

I don't want someone to watch sports in bed. That drives me nuts.

No horse gets anywhere until he is harnessed. No stream or gas drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows great until it is focused dedicated disciplined.

My biggest pet peeve are just girls who go to sports bars who have no intention on caring what teams are playing like they're looking for just a night out. That drives me more crazy than anything else. Like don't pretend to be a sports fan.

My mom drives me crazy sometimes but I have a good relationship with her.

Money is the worst currency that ever grew among mankind. This sacks cities this drives men from their homes this teaches and corrupts the worthiest minds to turn base deeds.

Life can be pulled by goals just as surely as it can be pushed by drives.

Constant development is the law of life and a man who always tries to maintain his dogmas in order to appear consistent drives himself into a false position.

People ask the difference between a leader and a boss. The leader leads and the boss drives.

Those who want to row on the ocean of human knowledge do not get far and the storm drives those out of their course who set sail.

We learn the inner secret of happiness when we learn to direct our inner drives our interest and our attention to something besides ourselves.

I always say three things make a writer: inspiration obviously perspiration doing the work. But the third is desperation. I'm not really fit for anything else or to have a real job. That fear drives me. The pressure has always been self inflicted.

Definitely it's a fear of failure that drives me.

Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away.