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memorable thoughtful men
But no thoughtful man's life is uninteresting or devoid of marvels. A sincere life cannot be empty of memorable occurrences. Charles Spurgeon
memorable assets irrational
How do we know when irrational exuberance has unduly escalated asset values? Alan Greenspan
memorable rivers luck
Sometimes luck is with you, and sometimes not, but the important thing is to take the dare. Those who climb mountains or raft rivers understand this. David R. Brower
memorable matter lists
Obviously, the most memorable has a lot to do with the time spent on the matter, and the Westerfield and Peterson cases are up at the top of the list. Catherine Crier
memorable men eulogy
His life was gentle; and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN! William Shakespeare
memorable autumn march
Beware the ides of March. William Shakespeare
memorable trying deeds
The attempt and not the deed confounds us. William Shakespeare
memorable thinking world
He that is giddy thinks the world turns round. William Shakespeare
memorable player government
Why were so many Americans treated by their government as though their lives were as disposable as facial tissues? Because that was the way authors customarily treated bit-part players in their made-up tales. Kurt Vonnegut
joy missionary given
My only joys therefore are that when God has given me a work to do, I have not refused it. Charles Studd
joy world rewards
Does the world satisfy thee? Then thou hast thy reward & portion in this life; make much of it, for thou shalt know no other joy Charles Spurgeon
joy today christ
Our hope in Christ for the future is the mainspring and the mainstay of our joy down here today. Charles Spurgeon
joy world ends
Our joy ends where love of the world begins. Charles Spurgeon
joy suffering sorrow
Sorrow for sin should be the keenest sorrow; joy in the Lord should be the loftiest joy. Charles Spurgeon
joy sorrow sin
That conversion which is all joy and lacks sorrow for sin, is very questionable. Charles Spurgeon
joy grandfather kind
My grandfather was a provider. Work, any kind of work, was the joy of his life. So I grew up having a certain relationship to work. It was something that I always wanted. Al Pacino
joy gone delight
We may as well face it: the whole level of spirituality among us is low. We have measured ourselves by ourselves until the incentive to seek higher plateaus in the things of the Spirit is all but gone (We) have imitated the world, sought popular favor, manufactured delights to substitute for the joy of the Lord and produced a cheap and synthetic power to substitute for the power of the Holy Ghost. Aiden Wilson Tozer
joy challenges pure
Challenge your limitations for the pure joy of challenge. Chin-Ning Chu
sorrow sin repentance
Slight sorrow for sin is sufficient, provided it at the same time produces amendment. Charles Caleb Colton
sorrow abstinence remains
Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly. Charles Dickens
sorrow may cry-the-beloved-country
But sorrow is better than fear. For fear impoverishes always, while sorrow may enrich. Alan Paton
sorrow comfort
Wisely weigh our sorrow with our comfort. William Shakespeare
sorrow storm comfort
Be of comfort, and your heavy sorrow Part equally among us; storms divided, Abate their force, and with less rage are guided. John Heywood
sorrow shadow forget
Go, forget me! why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me, and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing! Smile,—though I shall not be near thee; Sing,—though I shall never hear thee! Charles Wolfe
sorrow age old-age
There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow. Edith Wharton
sorrow mourn display
It is those who make the least display of their sorrow who mourn the deepest. Edwin Hubbel Chapin
sorrow vision arms
There is, I am convinced, no picture that conveys in all its dreadfulness, a vision of sorrow, despairing, remediless, supreme. If I could paint such a picture, the canvas would show only a woman looking down at her empty arms. Charlotte Bronte