Charlotte Bronte Quotes
God surely did not create us, and cause us to live, with the sole end of wishing always to die. I believe, in my heart, we were intended to prize life and enjoy it, so long as we retain it. Existence never was originally meant to be that useless, blank, pale, slow-trailing thing it often becomes to many, and is becoming to me, among the rest.
Charlotte Bronte
Quotes to Explore
It is not the soul alone that should be healthy; if the mind is healthy in a healthy body, all will be healthy and much better prepared to give God greater service.
Saint Ignatius
The Bible is proved to be a revelation from God, by the reasonableness and holiness of its precepts; all its commands, exhortations, and promises having the most direct tendency to make men wise, holy, and happy in themselves, and useful to one another.
Adam Clarke
Pastoral ministry is about an ongoing confrontation with the god of this world, with blindness, hardness of heart, remaining sin.
C. J. Mahaney
Bitterness and unforgiveness block the flow of God's blessing in your life and actually hinder your prayers.
Victoria Osteen
I believe in one power, and that is the hand of God. I respect all religions.
Lata Mangeshkar
Faith is not a sense, nor sight, nor reason, but taking God at His work.
Faith Evans
God as now generally conceived of is only the last witch.
Samuel Butler
Try to remember that decisions are made by individual, fallible personalities, not gods. It's hard. I know.
Andrea Seigel
People talk sometimes of a bestial cruelty, but that's a great injustice and insult to the beasts; a beast can never be so cruel as a man, so artistically cruel. The tiger only tears and gnaws, that's all he can do. He would never think of nailing people by the ears, even if he were able to do it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
God surely did not create us, and cause us to live, with the sole end of wishing always to die. I believe, in my heart, we were intended to prize life and enjoy it, so long as we retain it. Existence never was originally meant to be that useless, blank, pale, slow-trailing thing it often becomes to many, and is becoming to me, among the rest.
Charlotte Bronte
