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lying hype people
People always overdo the matter when they attempt deception. Charles Dudley Warner
lying war destiny
Today we are crushed by the sheer weight of the mechanized forces hurled against us, but we can still look to the future in which even greater mechanized forces will bring us victory. Therein lies the destiny of the world. Charles de Gaulle
lying light choices
Inside us lies every possibility that is available to a sentient being. Every darkness, every light. It is the choices we make that decide who or what we will be. Charles de Lint
lying one-day rabbits
Lies were like having a pregnant rabbit. One day you had one, but before you knew it, there were rabbits all over the place. Charles de Lint
lying reflection world
What we take from the spirit world is only a reflection of what lies inside ourselves. Charles de Lint
lying skins way
Most times we only see things for the way we are. But we're good at lying to ourselves. Sometimes we need somebody who's not living in our skin to point out how things really are. Charles de Lint
lying night two
Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things. Charles de Lint
lying twilight eye
I've always been aware of the otherworld, of spirits that exist in that twilight place that lies in the corner of our eyes, of fairie and stranger things still that we spy only when we're not really paying attention to them, whispers and flickering shadows, here one moment, gone the instant we turn our heads for a closer look. But I couldn't always find them. And when I did, for a long time I thought they were only this excess of imagination that I carry around inside me, that somehow it was leaking out of me into the world. Charles de Lint
lying moving our-world
Like legend and myth, magic fades when it is unused -- hence all the old tales of elfin kingdoms moving further and further away from our world, or that magical beings require our faith, our belief in their existence, to survive. That is a lie. All they require is our recognition. Charles de Lint
father heart garden
How could you give me life, and take from me all the inappreciable things that raise it from the state of conscious death? Where are the graces of my soul? Where are the sentiments of my heart? What have you done, oh, Father, What have you done with the garden that should have bloomed once, in this great wilderness here? Said louisa as she touched her heart. Charles Dickens
father character thinking
"Ecod, you may say what you like of my father, then, and so I give you leave," said Jonas. "I think it's liquid aggravation that circulates through his veins, and not regular blood..." Charles Dickens
father home thinking
Think about the comfortable feeling you have as you open your front door. That's but a hint of what we'll feel some day on arriving at the place our Father has lovingly and personally prepared for us in heaven. We will finally - and permanently - be 'at home' in a way that defies description. Charles Stanley
father religion answers
God is honored by large, difficult, and impossible requests when we ask, seek, knock, and trust our loving Father always to answer for our good. Charles Stanley
father waiting lamps
The Holy Spirit's power cannot be harnessed. His power cannot be used to accomplish anything other than the Father's will. He is not a candy dispenser. He is not a vending machine. He is not a genie waiting for someone to rub His lamp the right way. He is holy God. Charles Stanley
father listening essentials
The Bible reveals the Father's overall plan for the world and provides general guidelines for life. But how can we know His specific plans for us? Listening to God is essential to walking with God. Charles Stanley
father heart blood
Christ did not die to make his Father loving, but because his Father is loving: the atoning blood is the outflow of the very heart of God toward us. Charles Spurgeon
father blessing thinking
Sometimes we are inclined to think that a very great portion of modern revivalism has been more a curse than a blessing, because it has led thousands to a kind of peace before they have known their misery; restoring the prodigal to the Father’s house, and never making him say, “Father, I have sinned.” Charles Spurgeon
father giving ungrateful
Sufficient for the day is all that we can enjoy. We cannot eat or drink or wear more than the day's supply of food and raiment; the surplus gives us the care of storing it, and the anxiety of watching against a thief. One staff aids a traveller, but a bundle of staves is a heavy burden. Enough is not only as good as a feast, but is all that the greatest glutton can truly enjoy. This is all that we should expect; a craving for more than this is ungrateful. When our Father does not give us more, we should be content with his daily allowance. Charles Spurgeon
home godly sin
Sins, like chickens, come home to roost. Charles W. Chesnutt
home expectations miserable
It is a most miserable thing to feel ashamed of home. Charles Dickens
home umpires doors
Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door. Charles Dickens
home anchors sea
Home is like the ship at sea, Sailing on eternally; Oft the anchor forth we cast, But can never make it fast. Charles Dickens
home house may
A house may draw visitors, but it is the possessor alone that can detain them. Charles Caleb Colton
home names together
When I speak of home, I speak of the place where in default of a better--those I love are gathered together; and if that place where a gypsy's tent, or a barn, I should call it by the same good name notwithstanding. Charles Dickens
home stronger spokes
Home is a word stronger than a magician ever spoke. Charles Dickens
home words-of-wisdom said
"We thought that, perhaps," said I, hesitating, "it is right to begin with the obligations of home, sir; and that, perhaps, while those are overlooked and neglected, no other duties can possibly be substituted for them." Charles Dickens
home soul facts
I've read in many a novel, that unless they've souls that grovel-- Folks prefer in fact a hovel to your dreary marble halls. Charles Stuart Calverley