God, teach me to be patient, teach me to go slow, Teach me how to wait on You when my way I do not know. Teach me sweet forbearance when things do no….
How sweet Japanese woman is! All the possibilities of the race for goodness seem to be concentrated in her..
And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They sail along, an….
That was what she really wanted. To forget so thoroughly she'd never have another memory again, the bitter so bitter you gave up the sweet..
Take thou of me, sweet pillowes, sweetest bed; A chamber deafe of noise, and blind of light, A rosie garland and a weary hed..
It is a sweet thing that we serve a dissatisfied God who has destinations in mind for us that we would never choose for ourselves. It really is a goo….
Life isn't that sweet. That's why everyone wants sweet things..
It's a sweet thing, faith. With it, you can handle any circumstance, any crisis, because you know God always has your back. And when God is for you, ….
...Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night..
Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close, Up yonder hill the village murmur rose; There as I passed, with careless steps and slow, The mingl….
Truth only smells sweet forever, and illusions, however innocent, are deadly as the canker worm..
It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there to be..
You have cable?” He nodded toward her TV. She tossed him the clicker. “Sure do. And if I remember, there’s a Godzilla marathon on TBS tonight.” “Swee….
The remembrance of past misery is sweet..
A writer never forgets the first time he accepted a few coins or a word of praise in exchange for a story. He will never forget the sweet poison of v….
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the quiet fold where for the weary an the h….
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot..
No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not one thought was to be given either to the past or ….
Isn't that the way of the world? We want the sweet things, but we need the unpleasant ones..
The secret to a successful retirement is to find your retirement sweet spot. The sweet spot is where your passions, what you do best, and what peopl….
He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and mountain sage and salty swee….