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mother children pride
Pride is one of the seven deadly sins; but it cannot be the pride of a mother in her children, for that is a compound of two cardinal virtues - faith and hope. Charles Dickens
mother determination father
what I want you to be - I don't mean physically but morally: you are very well physically - is a firm fellow, a fine firm fellow, with a will of your own, with resolution. with determination. with strength of character that is not to be influenced except on good reason by anybody, or by anything. That's what I want you to be. That's what your father, & your mother might both have been Charles Dickens
mother children heart
The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together and to rest in her bosom. Charles Dickens
mother sweet pain
Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. A father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that one moment. Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain. Charles Dickens
mother nature garden
The evening wind made such a disturbance just now, among some tall old elm-trees at the bottom of the garden, that neither my mother nor Miss Betsey could forbear glancing that way. As the elms bent to one another, like giants who were whispering secrets, and after a few seconds of such repose, fell into a violent flurry, tossing their wild arms about, as if their late confidences were really too wicked for their peace of mind... Charles Dickens
mother nature children
"But even if he has been wicked," pursued Rose, "think how young he is; think that he may never have known a mother's love, or the comfort of a home; that ill-usage and blows, or the want of bread, may have driven him to herd with men who have forced him to guilt. Aunt, dear aunt, for mercy's sake, think of this, before you let them drag this sick child to a prison, which in any case must be the grave of all his chances of amendment." Charles Dickens
mother butterfly garden
Now I am in the garden at the back . . . a very preserve of butterflies as I remember it, with a high fence, and a gate . . . where the fruit clusters on the trees, riper and richer than fruit has ever been since, in any other garden, and where my mother gathers some in a basket while I stand by, bolting furtive gooseberries, and trying to look unnerved. Charles Dickens
mother abode wells
I am well aware that I am the 'umblest person going. . . . My mother is likewise a very 'umble person. We live in a 'umble abode. Charles Dickens
mother errors reform
If you would reform the world from its errors and vices, begin by enlisting the mothers. Charles Simmons
voice evil heaven
Natural good is' so intimately connected with moral good, and natural evil with moral evil, that I am as certain as if I heard a voice from heaven proclaim it, that God is on the side of virtue. He has learnt much, and has not lived in vain, who has practically discovered that most strict and necessary connection, that does and will ever exist between vice and misery, and virtue and happiness. Charles Caleb Colton
voice ministry ill
An ill life will effectually drown the voice of the most eloquent ministry. Charles Spurgeon
voice done helping
There are voices crying what must be done, a hundred, a thousand voices. But what do they help if one seeks for counsel, for one cries this, and one cries that, and another cries something that is neither this nor that. Alan Paton
voice should
There's a voice inside you that tells you what you should do. Alan Rickman
voice silence generations
Noise is relative to the silence preceeding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap. Our masters have not heard the peoples voice for generations, Evey and it is much, much louder than they care to remember. Alan Moore
voice people generations
Our masters have not heard the people's voice for generations and it is much, much louder than they care to remember. Alan Moore
voice evening dawn
The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming. Al Stewart
voice nerves body
Melody has a certain way that it projects back to you. It triggers certain nerves in your body and certain instincts that normally wouldn't be triggered by a normal voice. Akon
voice echoes waiting
The world is waiting to hear an authentic voice, a voice from God- not an echo of what others are doing and saying, but an authentic voice. Aiden Wilson Tozer
bed good-company young
It's only worth staying in bed if you're young and in good company. Carlos Ruiz Zafon
beds desperate inmates
We're in desperate need of beds right now. We have more inmates than we've ever had -- it's an all-time high. Terry Thornton
bed easy habit
Habits are like comfortable beds. They are easy to get into, but difficult to get out of. Denis Waitley
bed energy
We have to go home, go to bed and come with some energy tomorrow. Joel Dieterich
beds catching fish throughout west
We were at the West End and catching them throughout the day. There were big fish on the beds everywhere. Chad Williams
bed figure guys help people quality team truest trying ways
We were a team tonight, in the truest sense of the word, because we have quality people in uniform. We don't have any ego-type players. These guys get out of bed every day trying to figure out ways to help this team. Steve Ridder
bed wake-up mood
Music is everything to me. I wake up and go to bed with it. I listen to all genres, depending on my mood. Chanel Iman
bed smarter
Go to bed smarter than when you woke up. Charlie Munger
bed hate love morning night permanent
You know, you don't have to have permanent opinions. You can think, every morning, 'I love the world' and go to bed every night thinking, 'I hate the world.' Michel Houellebecq