Quotes About Assurance

I'm not worried about tomorrow, because God is there already, waiting for me.

You were my hope during my days of loneliness, my anxiety during moments of doubt, my certainty during moments of faith.

Because the act of surrender means: I trust you.

Find a place you trust and then try trusting it for a while.

Come boldly, 'O believer, for despite the whisperings of Satan and the doubtings of thine own heart, thou art greatly beloved.

She didn't have an uncomfortable moment

If the Old Man said something was so, then it probably was, because he was one of these cautious babies who'll look out the window at a cloudburst and say, It seems to be raining, on the off-chance that somebody's pouring water off the roof.

We believed your two hundred dollars.

A promise is like the earth underneath us. It must be solid. How can we walk, and run, and live and laugh, when we can't count on the ground beneath us. And so it is with promises. They keep us upright. They hold up everyone and everything

Nothing in the world sounds worst than that, to be here and safe.

You can't die, Roy." "Why?" "I've got a pretty good feeling I'm going to need one kick-ass lawyer, and you're the only one I know.

Hey, it's all good.

box. I'm sure of that.

Trust me. - Silk

I never, even for a moment, doubted what they'd told me. This is why it is that adults and even parents can, unwittingly, be cruel: they cannot imagine doubt's complete absence. They have forgotten.

What's interesting to Hal Incandenza about his take on Struck, sometimes Pemulis, Evan Ingersoll, et al. is that congenital plagiarists put so much more work into camouflaging their plagiarism than it would take just to write up an assignment from conceptual scratch. It usually seems like plagiarists aren't lazy so much as kind of navigationally insecure. They have trouble navigating without a detailed map's assurance that somebody has been this way before them.

My aunt asks again if I'm sure it's no problem and I don't answer because I'm afraid of how my voice will sound.

But I am constant as the Northern Star, Of whose true fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament.

Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ.

Tis hatched and shall be so

For truth can never be confirmed enough, Though doubts did ever sleep.

Be thou assured, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breath What thou hast said to me.

Now go with me and with this holy man Into the chantry by: there, before him, And underneath that consecrated roof, Plight me the full assurance of your faith.

Most people in the midst of disaster have yet one hope that lingers on some misty horizon—the possibility of love, money coming, the assurance that time cures all hurts, no matter how painful. But Loftis, gazing out at the meadow, had no such assurance; his deposit, it seemed, on all of life's happiness had been withdrawn in full and his heart had shriveled within him like a collapsed balloon.