Quotes About Welcome

The furnished room received its latest guest with a first glow of pseudo-hospitality, a hectic, haggard, perfunctory welcome like the specious smile of a demirep.

sie hieß mich mit einer Warmherzigkeit willkommen, die geradezu hämisch war.

Personally, I have learned to welcome the sensation of boredom when I'm working out because boredom can actually provide opportunities that are relaxing and, dare I say it, even useful.

Calling the Indian heavyset was being politically correct. He was rotund, with slabs and slabs of skin and a belly like he'd swallowed a bowling ball. His T-shirt couldn't quite reach his waist and hung out almost like a skirt. His neck fat flowed directly into a smoothly shaved head, so that it looked like one trapezoidal entity. He had a small mustache, wire-rimmed glasses, and a smile that one might mistake for gentle. "Welcome

Why don't we all have a seat?" he said. "Who the hell are you?" Chick asked. He turned his cringingly gentle smile toward Chick. "I'm Lionel." Chick

When it was my turn, I just skated out and heard this huge cheer. It was very touching considering the bad circumstances under which I had left the team and that I had been away for four years.

May my life be like a great hospitable tree, and may weary wanderers find in me a rest.

More anticipated the beginning.... Less welcome is the end.... and vice versa

My God . . . that grinding is a greeting. My arrival is honored with the honing of an axe

Good wine needs neither bush nor preface to make it welcome.

Hospitality is simply love on the loose.

My father described this tall lady who stands in the middle of the New York harbor, holding high a torch to welcome people seeking freedom in America. I instantly fell in love.

Pity's akin to love; and every thought Of that soft kind is welcome to my soul.

Hail! the small courtesies of life, for smooth do ye make the road of it, like grace and beauty, which beget inclinations to love at first sight; it is ye who open the door and let the stranger in.

Sure, I'd love to help you out...now, which way did you come in?

...I love 'yes.' It's practically the most interesting word of all, don't you think?" Like a hinge opening a door outward. Yes, yes, yes.

Yes. This was home. This home welcomed her as she was, which was unusual in her experience. It was also, and more familiarly, the place where she had to tell the biggest lies.

And for us? What did the torn curtain signify for us? We are welcome to enter into God's presence—any day, any time. God has removed the barrier that separates us from him. The barrier of sin? Down. He has removed the curtain.

La oración no es un privilegio para el piadoso, ni tampoco el arte de unos pocos escogidos. La oración es simplemente una conversación sincera entre Dios y su hijo. Mi amigo, él quiere hablar contigo. Aun ahora, mientras lees estas palabras, él toca a la puerta. Ábrela. Dale la bienvenida. Y que comience la conversación.

Come, live in me!" Jesus invites. "Make my home your home." Odds are that you know what it means to be at home somewhere. To be at home is to feel safe. The residence is a place of refuge and security. To be at home is to be comfortable. You can pad around wearing slippers and a robe. To be at home is to be familiar. When you enter the door, you needn't consult the blueprint to find the kitchen.

Prayer is not a privilege for the pious, not the art of a chosen few. Prayer is simply a heartfelt conversation between God and his child. My friend, he wants to talk with you. Even now, as you read these words, he taps at the door. Open it. Welcome him in. Let the conversation begin.

It's good to have you back, David. We missed you while you were away.

It was the awakening summer of 1960 and the entire country was in labor. Something wonderful was about to be born, and we were all going to be good parents to the welcome child. Its name was Freedom.

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