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Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.

It is comforting when one has a sorrow to lie in the warmth of one's bed and there, abandoning all effort and all resistance, to bury even one's head under the cover, giving one's self up to it completely, moaning like branches in the autumn wind. But there is still a better bed, full of divine odors. It is our sweet, our profound, our impenetrable friendship.

Yellow, mellow, ripened days, Sheltered in a golden coating; O'er the dreamy, listless haze, White and dainty cloudlets floating; Winking at the blushing trees, And the sombre, furrowed fallow; Smiling at the airy ease, Of the southward flying swallow Sweet and smiling are thy ways, Beauteous, golden Autumn days.

It's sweet that I don't have to do my laundry.

Now the best thing is to put attention to your Spirit. If you start putting your attention to Spirit, the sweetness of the Spirit itself will make the whole thing very sweet and beautiful.

God has sovereignly pulled back the curtain on His glory. He has disclosed Himself on the platform of both creation and redemption that we might stand awestruck in His presence, beholding the sweet symmetry of His attributes, pondering the unfathomable depths of His greatness, baffled by the wisdom of His deeds and the limitless extent of His goodness. This is His beauty.

Gos bless America, my home sweet home.

Rid your body of its impurities, let your speech be true and sweet, feel friendship for the world, and with humility seek wealth and knowledge.

The [Great] Actor is able to approach in himself a cosmic dread as large as life. He is able to go from his dread to a joy so sweet that it is without limit. Only then will the actor have direct access to the life that moves in him, which is as free as his breathing. And like his breathing, he doesn't cause it to happen. He doesn't contain it, and it doesn't contain him.

The very strength that protects the heart from injury is the strength that prevents the heart from enlarging to its intended greatness within. The song of the voice is sweet, but the song of the heart is the pure voice of heaven.

There are secret ties, there are sympathies, by the sweet relationship of which souls that are well matched attach themselves to each other, and are affected by I know not what, which cannot be explained

Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow.

I am very astonished that the scientific picture of the real world around me is deficient. It gives a lot of factual information, puts all our experience in a magnificently consistent order, but it is ghastly silent about all and sundry that is really near to our heart, that really matters to us. It cannot tell us a word about red and blue, bitter and sweet, physical pain and physical delight; it knows nothing of beautiful and ugly, good or bad, God and eternity.

War is sweet to those who haven't tasted it. Dulce bellum inexpertis.

God bless America, land that I love,_x000D__x000D_Stand beside her, and guide her,_x000D__x000D_Through the night, with the light from above,_x000D__x000D_From the mountains, to the prairies_x000D__x000D_To the oceans, white with foam_x000D__x000D_God bless America, my home sweet home,_x000D__x000D_God bless America! My Home Sweet Home!

Patience patience quotes is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

I have never heard about any perfect marriage. They say perfect marriages are made in heaven. Nobody comes back from there so maybe it is true, but what kind of marriage will those perfect marriages be? There will be no tension, there will be no individuality in the man or in the woman. They will never collide, they will never fight. They will be too sweet to each other. And too much sweetness brings diabetes! Marriage is an institution that teaches a man regularity, frugality, temperance, forbearance and many other splendid virtues he would not need had he stayed single.

Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside.

I that have love and no more_x000D__x000D_Give you but love of you, sweet;_x000D__x000D_He that hath more, let him give;_x000D__x000D_He that hath wings, let him soar;_x000D__x000D_Mine is the heart at your feet_x000D__x000D_Here, that must love you to live.

He who has fostered the sweet poison of love by fondling it, finds it too late to refuse the yoke which he has of his own accord assumed.

Trust thou thy Love: if she be proud, is she not sweet?_x000D__x000D_Trust thou thy love: if she be mute, is she not pure?_x000D__x000D_Lay thou thy soul full in her hands, low at her feet-_x000D__x000D_Fail, Sun and Breath!-yet, for thy peace, she shall endure.