Quotes About Glory

will continue on. For some, the thought was expressed by a bard a thousand years ago who wrote that at least what remains behind is the memory of glory once won.

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;

O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away!

Look how the floor of heaven is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold!

Hail, Rome, victorious in thy mourning weeds!

Neath cold sand I dreamed of death / but woke at dawn to see / in glory, the bright, the morning star.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

I'm sure some great champions had slid out of that pipe, and no doubt more than one world record had been broken, but if someone had been there when I came out, I know the record I set would stand today in all its glory.

Mr. Jorrocks has described fox hunting as providing all the glory of war with only thirty-five percent of its danger.

our common dangers and common loyalties have wiped all that out. The fire of war has burnt up the misunderstandings of the past. We feel we have a friend whom we can trust, and I hope he will continue to feel the same about us. I pray he may live to see his beloved Russia not only glorious in war, but also happy in peace.

The suffering of the leader is always lightened by his glory. As much as possible, you must let others share in your glory, so that they never lose heart." I

The first duty is to sacrifice to the gods and pray them to grant you the thought,words, and deeds likely to render your command most pleasing to the gods and bring yourself, your friends, and your city the fullest measure of affection and glory and advantage

I sang that tree's glory, its solid, unhurried purity, its slow beauty. Oh, that I could be like it, rooted to the ground but with my every hand raised up to God in praise!

Is it not passing brave to be a king,And ride in triumph through Persepolis?

New York is Babylon : Brooklyn is the truly Holy City. New York is the city of envy, office work, and hustle; Brooklyn is the region of homes and happiness…. There is no hope for New Yorkers, for their glory in Their skyscraping sins; but in Brooklyn there is the wisdom of the lowly.

For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God, duly and daily serving him. For at the first glance of the glory of God in the East he worships in his way. For this is done by wreathing his body seven times round with his elegant quickness... For when his day's work is done his business more properly begins. For he keeps the Lord's watch in the night against adversary. For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin & glaring eyes.

God never intended for us to be fragmented, defeated people. His desire is to restore and to bless with great abundance. Scripture states that His intent is for us to move from glory to glory. But first God moves us from the grief we often find ourselves in to the glory He has for us.

there's any person in the Universe who can lose the salvation Jesus gave them, then Jesus' glory is tarnished: He blew His mission.

sometimes balk at Jesus' strange commands thinking, But if nothing happens I will look so stupid. Here is the heart of the matter: It is not about you. It is about the work of Jesus and the glory of God. His thoughts are always higher than ours and His work is always greater than what we ask or think.

We are motivated by a keen desire for praise and the better a man is the more he is inspired by glory. The very philosophers themselves even in those books which they write in contempt of glory inscribe their names.

They fought for glory, but not for blood. They were Weirlind, heirs of the warrior's stone. And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.

They fought for glory, but not for blood.

I pledge a return to the glory days of old-fashioned absolute dictatorship: Politics and pop culture are going to merge back into one big ugly Frankenstein baby. American