Elizabeth Goudge Quotes
...this blessing of loneliness was not really loneliness. Real loneliness was something unendurable. What one wanted when exhausted by the noise and impact of physical bodies was not no people but disembodied people; all those denizens of beloved books who could be taken to one's heart and put away again, in silence, and with no hurt feelings.
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As much as I don't want to admit it, my fans are the only ones that can hurt my feelings when they're not pleased with what I'm presenting. I want it to be perfect for them. I want them to have a different sense of pride in my music.
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A lot of women are afraid of loneliness, so when they see a woman who can live alone, then they think, 'Hmm, I can do that.' But you need an example, and that is why I am proud to say I have divorced three husbands.
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Silence is also conversation.
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I suffer from low self-esteem. I had horrible self-esteem growing up. You really have to save yourself because the critic within you will eat you up. It's not the outside world - it's your interior life, that critic within you, that you have to silence.
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I loved my start. I'm proud of my spots. I don't feel embarrassed by anything that I did... It definitely helped me more than hurt me.
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Playing baseball is fun. If I could play, I'd never retire. But managing is work. It's constant decisions of whose feelings you want to hurt all the time.
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There are things that people say that hurt my feelings or whatever, especially with social media right now. It can be the most amazing thing, and it can also be the most negative and detrimental thing.
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Bitterness and unforgiveness block the flow of God's blessing in your life and actually hinder your prayers.
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Somebody has to look out for and protect our kids, and I feel blessed to be a blessing to someone else.
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I don't believe in cutting out people from the past. It doesn't give strength; it just gives loneliness.
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Every burden is a blessing.
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Vastness! and Age! and Memories of Eld!Silence! and Desolation! and dim Night!I feel ye now - I feel ye in your strength.
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Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through.Someone's gonna pay for the things you do.How many hearts must break, how many will it take?To satisfy you, just to satisfy you?
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Government has no right to hurt the hair of an Atheist for his Opinions. Let him have a care of his Practices.
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I wanna love youI wanna be a better manI don't wanna hurt youI just wanna see what's in your hand.
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Cybercrime is becoming everything in crime. Again, because people have connected their entire lives to the Internet, that's where those who want to steal money or hurt kids or defraud go. So it's an epidemic for reasons that make sense.
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The run's the business end of a triathlon: it's where you win or lose the race. I like to get out very hard, make other people hurt sometimes, and other times leave it to the last kilometre and really win the race there.
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To deaden yourself against any hurt is to deaden yourself also against the hurt of others.
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If I want to speculate wildly about the future, I have my science fiction. Anybody who tells you they can predict the future is either crazy or lying.
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The separate atoms of a molecule are not connected all with all, or all with one, but, on the contrary, each one is connected only with one or with a few neighbouring atoms, just as in a chain link is connected with link.
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This fan-first culture is very much imprinted in our way of doing things.
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All that is mine by Divine Right is now released and reaches me in great avalanches of abundance, under grace in miraculous ways.
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The whole Beatle thing was just beyond comprehension. When 'Help' came out, I was actually crying out for help. Most people think it's just a fast rock 'n roll song. I didn't realize it at the time; I just wrote the song because I was commissioned to write it for the movie. But later, I knew I really was crying out for help.
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...this blessing of loneliness was not really loneliness. Real loneliness was something unendurable. What one wanted when exhausted by the noise and impact of physical bodies was not no people but disembodied people; all those denizens of beloved books who could be taken to one's heart and put away again, in silence, and with no hurt feelings.
