Admiration is one of the chief delights of living..
Architecture begins to matter when it brings delight and sadness and perplexity and awe along with a roof over our heads..
What sweet delight a quiet life affords..
The inner circle of pure mathematicians will respond to the book with delight..
The most valuable thing the Psalms do for me is to express the same delight in God which made David dance..
Frederick Buechner can find grace and redemption even in the shoddiest, phoniest aspects of a cultural wasteland. One reads Lion Country...with hope ….
Wisdom consists in doing the next think you have to do, doing it with your whole heart, and finding delight in doing it..
The message of a leopard-print jumpsuit is clear: 'I am a huntress who delights in eating the offal of her prey.'.
Satan delights equally in statistics and in quoting scripture..
Tell me a story of deep delight..
Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability. ….
It is in recognizing the actual presence of God that we find prayer no longer a chore, but a supreme delight..
Then a lawyer said, But what of our laws, master? And he answered: 'You delight in laying down laws. Yet you delight more in breaking them..
Frank Farrelly. . .must be thought of with respect (perhaps even delight?) by his clients who have so far played the game of therapy with their thera….
Stars in the night,' he said. 'Something something something something, some delight.
What matters is not your outward appearance. . . but your inner disposition. Cultivate inner beauty, the gentle gracious kind that God delights in..
I use the Scriptures, not as an arsenal to be resorted to only for arms and weapons, but as a matchless temple, where I delight to be, to contemplate….
the bird sings as if to say that delight is easy, for those who desire it.
If God be infinitely holy, just, and good, He must take delight in those creatures that resemble Him most in these perfections..
We gathered the wild-flowers. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight; As thro' the field we rov'd. Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight..
The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom..