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depression jesus heart
No sin is necessarily connected with sorrow of heart, for Jesus Christ our Lord once said, "My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death." There was no sin in Him, and consequently none in His deep depression. Charles Spurgeon
depression night people
I note that some whom I greatly love and esteem, who are, in my judgment, among the very choicest of God's people, nevertheless, travel most of the way to heaven by night. Charles Spurgeon
depression joy excess
Poor human nature cannot bear such strains as heavenly triumphs bring to it; there must come a reaction. Excess of joy or excitement must be paid for by subsequent depressions. While the trial lasts, the strength is equal to the emergency; but when it is over, natural weakness claims the right to show itself. Charles Spurgeon
depression jesus pain
I know, perhaps as well as anyone, what depression means, and what it is to feel myself sinking lower and lower. Yet at the worst, when I reach the lowest depths, I have an inward peace which no pain or depression can in the least disturb. Trusting in Jesus Christ my Savior, there is still a blessed quietness in the deep caverns of my soul, though upon the surface, a rough tempest may be raging, and there may be little apparent calm. Charles Spurgeon
depression jesus heart
I find myself frequently depressed - perhaps more so than any other person here. And I find no better cure for that depression than to trust in the Lord with all my heart, and seek to realize afresh the power of the peace-speaking blood of Jesus, and His infinite love in dying upon the cross to put away all my transgressions. Charles Spurgeon
depression doors iron
The iron bolt...mysteriously fastens the door of hope and holds our spirits in a gloomy prison. Charles Spurgeon
depression cheer winter
Philip Larkin used to cheer himself up by looking in the mirror and saying the line from Rebecca, 'I am Mrs de Winter now! Alan Bennett
depression disappointment relaxation
Each sporadic burst of work, each minor success and disappointment, each moment of calm and relaxation, seemed merely a temporary halt on my steady descent through layer after layer of depression, like an elevator stopping for a moment on the way down to the basement. Al Alvarez
depression crazy insane-world
In a mad world, only the mad are sane. Akira Kurosawa
pain real power
To know the pains of power, we must go to those who have it; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it: the pains of power are real, its pleasures imaginary. Charles Caleb Colton
pain age youth
The seeds of repentance are sown in youth by pleasure, but the harvest is reaped in age by pain. Charles Caleb Colton
pain shadow substance
Pain may be said to follow pleasure as its shadow; but the misfortune is that in this particular case, the substance belongs to the shadow, the emptiness to its cause. Charles Caleb Colton
pain shadow may
Pain may be said to follow pleasure as its shadow. Charles Caleb Colton
pain angel reflection
If there be a pleasure on earth which angels cannot enjoy, and which they might almost envy man the possession of, it is the power of relieving distress--if there be a pain which devils might pity man for enduring, it is the death-bed reflection that we have possessed the power of doing good, but that we have abused and perverted it to purposes of ill. Charles Caleb Colton
pain memories vices
Drunkenness is the vice of a good constitution or of a bad memory of a constitution so treacherously good that it never bends till it breaks; or of a memory that recollects the pleasures of getting intoxicated, but forgets the pains of getting sober. Charles Caleb Colton
pain doors hands
Sensibility would be a good portress if she had but one hand; with her right she opens the door to pleasure, but with her left to pain. Charles Caleb Colton
pain hands years
On the eve of long voyages or an absence of many years, friends who are tenderly attached will seperate with the usual look, the usual pressure of the hand, planning one final interview for the morrow, while each well knows that it is but a poor feint to save the pain of uttering that one word, and the meeting will never be. Should possibilities be worse to bear than certainties? Charles Dickens
pain god-love accepting
Regardless of the source of our pain, we must accept that God knows, God loves, and God is at work. Charles Stanley
numbness tea imagine
And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn't and probably never will. this relationship will probably lead to nothing... this didn't change anything. I imagine her smelling clean, like tea... Bret Easton Ellis
numbness violence calm
Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm. Barbara Grizzuti Harrison
numbness emotion default
I felt deeply tricked. Stunned. And furious. I also felt my default emotion: numbness. Augusten Burroughs
numbness identity world
We don't exist unless there is someone who can see us existing, what we say has no meaning until someone can understand, while to be surrounded by friends is constantly to have our identity confirmed; their knowledge and care for us have the power to pull us from our numbness. In small comments, many of them teasing, they reveal they know our foibles and except them and so, in turn, accept that we have a place in the world. Alain de Botton
numbness feelings world
There's much to be said for feeling numb. Time passes more quickly. You eat less, and because numbness encourages laziness, you do fewer things, good or bad, and the world's probably a better place for it. Douglas Coupland
numbness absent edges
Absent the edge, we drown in numbness. David Whyte
numbness feelings tides
But what would that be like feeling the tide rise out of the numbness inside David Whyte
numbness mouths dolls
She began to feel like the plastic doll she had been named after, without even a hole where her mouth was supposed to be. Francesca Lia Block
numbness waiting leaving
The body shuts down when it has too much to bear; goes its own way quietly inside, waiting for a better time, leaving you numb and half alive. Jeanette Winterson