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gratitude circles fire
Envy, if surrounded on all sides by the brightness of another's prosperity, like the scorpion confined within a circle of fire, will sting itself to death. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude men serenity
The benevolent have the advantage of the envious, even in this present life; for the envious man is tormented not only by all the ill that befalls himself, but by all the good that happens to another; whereas the benevolent man is the better prepared to bear his own calamities unruffled, from the complacency and serenity he has secured from contemplating the prosperity of all around him. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude dross made
It is not until we have passed through the furnace that we are made to know how much dross there is in our composition. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude revenge punctual
Revenge is a much more punctual paymaster than gratitude Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude revenge games
An act by which we make one friend and one enemy is a losing game; because revenge is a much stronger principle than gratitude Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude powerful yield
There are three kinds of praise, that which we yield, that which we lend, and that which we pay. We yield it to the powerful from fear, we lend it to the weak from interest, and we pay it to the deserving from gratitude. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude revenge adversity
The reason why great men meet with so little pity or attachment in adversity, would seem to be this: the friends of a great man were made by his fortune, his enemies by himself, and revenge is a much more punctual paymaster than gratitude. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude grateful language
No metaphysician ever felt the deficiency of language so much as the grateful. Charles Caleb Colton
gratitude appreciation attitude
True contentment depends not upon what we have; a tub was large enough for Diogenes, but a world was too little for Alexander. Charles Caleb Colton
kings writing men
There are three difficulties in authorship;-to write any thing worth the publishing-to find honest men to publish it -and to get sensible men to read it. Literature has now become a game; in which the Booksellers are the Kings; The Critics the Knaves; the Public, the Pack; and the poor Author, the mere table, or the Thing played upon. Charles Caleb Colton
kings two feet
Kings and their subjects, masters and slaves, find a common level in two places - at the foot of the cross, and in the grave. Charles Caleb Colton
kings passion people
Princes rule the people, and their own passions rule Princes; but Providence can over-rule the whole, and draw the instruments of his inscrutable purposes from the vices, no less than the virtues of Kings. Charles Caleb Colton
kings dinner might
The cynic who twitted Aristippus by observing that the philosopher who could dine on herbs might despise the company of a king, was well replied to by Aristippus, when he remarked that the philosopher who could enjoy the company or a king might also despise a dinner of herbs. Charles Caleb Colton
kings winning long
It has been well said that if a great king should bring us a great heap of gold, and bid us take as much as we could count in a day, we should make a long day of it; but to win souls is far nobler work. How is it that we so soon withdraw from it? Charles Spurgeon
kings garden sweat
See yonder another King's garden, which the King waters with his bloody sweat-Gethsemane, whose bitter herbs are sweeter far to renewed souls than even Eden's luscious fruits. There the mischief of the serpent in the first garden was undone: there the curse was lifted from earth, and borne by the woman's promised seed. Charles Spurgeon
kings together may
You and your sins must separate or you and your God will never come together. No one sin may keep you; they must all be given up, they must be brought out like Canaanite kings from the cave and be hanged up in the sun. Charles Spurgeon
kings sheep black
I'm the king of the 20th century. I'm the boogeyman, the villian, the black sheep of the family. Alan Moore
kings dark blow
Remember, remember the Fifth of November, The Gunpowder Treason and Plot, I know of no reason Why the gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent To blow up the King and Parli’ment. Three-score barrels of powder below To prove old England’s overthrow; By God’s providence he was catch’d With a dark lantern and burning match. Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring. Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King! Alan Moore
grief loss grieving
And can it be that in a world so full and busy the loss of one creature makes a void so wide and deep that nothing but the width and depth of eternity can fill it up! Charles Dickens
grief rain air
A blight had fallen on the trees and shrubs; and the wind, at length beginning to break the unnatural stillness that had prevailed all day, sighed heavily from time to time, as though foretelling in grief the ravages of the coming storm. The bat skimmed in fantastic flights through the heavy air, and the ground was alive with crawling things, whose instinct brought them forth to swell and fatten in the rain. Charles Dickens
grief broken bones
Grief never mended no broken bones. Charles Dickens
grief heart alcohol
The heart which grief hath cankered, Hath one unfailing remedy - the Tankard. Charles Stuart Calverley
grief brave resistance
A brave action is often followed by grief. Do not let my resistance to grief stop the brave action. Alanis Morissette
grief character sorrow
There are such things as consecrated griefs, sorrows that may be common to everyone but which take on a special character when accepted intelligently and offered to God in loving submission. Aiden Wilson Tozer
grief men tragedy
A man by his sin may waste himself, which is to waste that which on earth is most like God. This is man's greatest tragedy and God's heaviest grief. Aiden Wilson Tozer
grief heart mind
There was no quick grief for Andrew because he had been so slowly lost. First from my heart, then from my mind, and only finally from my life. Chris Cleave
grief heart night
The cadence of suffering has begun. Every evening at dusk, my heart constricts until night has come. Cesare Pavese