Quotes About Renewal

But a bird sang blithely on a budding bough, close by, the snowdrops blossomed freshly at the window, and the spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow, a face so full of painless peace that those who loved it best smiled through their tears, and thanked God that Beth was well at last.

So, sitting at the dear little piano, Beth softly touched the keys, and in the sweet voice they had never thought to hear again, sang to her own accompaniment the quaint hymn, which was a singularly fitting song for her.

Mételo en el horno y quizá reviva con el calor.

I keep turning over new leaves, and spoiling them, as I used to spoil my copybooks, and I make so many beginnings there never will be an end

The universe is transformation.

Rockefeller was drawn to the church, not as some nagging duty or obligation but as something deeply refreshing to the soul.

I think it would do you good to get away from the office and get your mind off business for a while.

One guy has his head on a table, eyes closed, vomit drooling from his mouth. Another pulls out his false teeth and clamps them on the ear of a gal at the next table. An immense woman in a purple jumpsuit is crying while another woman screams at her. And what I'm thinking is maybe it's time to halt all human reproduction. Let God or evolution or wathever put us here in the first place start again from scratch, because this isn't working.

In this springtime of hope, some lights seem eternal; America's is.

Zephaniah 3:17 states that the Lord "will quiet you with his love." So whenever those negative voices whisper that you're a worthless failure, let the Lord "quiet you with his love." Let God's love silence those hurtful voices from your past.

La vida es una constante reescritura del ayer. Una deconstrucción de la niñez.

Revival is just the life of the Lord Jesus poured into human hearts. Jesus

Then, too, revival is not something that God does firstly among the unconverted, but among His people.

Il ne saurait remplir des coupes impures. Tout ce qui provient du moi, si infime que cela soit, est péché :

Into our inner being The riches of the senses pour. The Cosmic Spirit finds itself Reflected in the human eye, Which ever must renew its strength From out that spirit source.

There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air, and time is quiet and mellow. I lived that time fully, strangely aware of a new world opening up and taking shape for me.

At two o'clock in the morning, if you open your window and listen, You will hear the feet of the Wind that is going to call the sun. And the trees in the Shadow rustle and the trees in the moonlight glisten, And though it is deep, dark night, you feel that the night is done.

Cites and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time's eye Which daily die; But, as new buds put forth To glad new men, Out of the spend and unconsidered Earth, The cities will rise again

That was true, and dirt, earth, has power, an astonishing power of life, of creating and sweetening; it can take anything, a body, an old tin, decay, rust, corruption, filth, and turn it into itself, and slowly make it life, green blades of grass and weeds.

Florida from its beginnings has served as a catch basin for the world's detritus. It's where you go when your prospects elsewhere have ended, and you've not yet settled into despair, and you still think there's a slight chance you can start over, and no one will notice your previous failings or hold them against you while you gather your bearings and begin again.

Seeds blow in the wind and what is earf but a deadness with life growing out of it?

Men cannot improve a society by setting fire to it: they must seek out its old virtues, and bring them back into the light.

The Doctor (Matt Smith): Legs! I've still got legs! Good. Arms. Hands. Oo! Fingers. Lots of fingers. Ears. Yes. Eyes two. Nose. I've had worse. Chin. Blimey. Hair. I'm a girl. No no. I'm not a girl. And still not ginger. There's something else. Something important! I'm- I'm- crashing! Ha ha! Geronimo! -Doctor Who

It wasn't just catching mackerel that made those dawns red-letter days for us. It was like watching the world being created anew to watch the sun come up -the orange streak changing to flames -orange, yellow, crimson; to watch the whole bay catch the glory of it – to watch the western sky take fire. People who don't ever watch sunrises miss a lot of wonder.