C. Elizabeth Quotes
Long after you go downand the vessel rusts apartyour bones sunkenburied in the ocean floorI wonder if you miss people?
There once was a woman named Story Easton who couldn't decide if she should kill herself, or eat a double cheeseburger.
Nothing mitigated failure except the knowledge that it did not matter.
I think it must be one of those things where no one’s wrong and everybody loses.
To be defeated is only a fable in which one may tell of oneself. I will try and I will try again, though never shall I call it failure. I am simply one step closer to thy truth.
She posed as being more indolent than she felt, for fear of finding herself less able than she could wish.
It is possible there are some things you want so badly that you will change your life to make them happen.
Delighting in the Lord, knowing His Word, and committing yourself to Him are ways to ensure that your plans and desires for yourself match God’s plans.
There was no mistaking her daughter's handwriting. And the words... "If you're reading this, I'm already dead.
She never imagined that at twenty years old she'd already be a widow in black. On the bright side, she was no longer married to Dario, but her future still looked grim.
Holding her gaze, he sheathed his short sword and pulled the gauntlet off his left hand with his teeth. He held out his bare hand t
Wondrous as it is, how simple is this mystery! To love Christ and to know that I love Him--this is all!
One of the greatest challenges is not going to the mattresses with someone who criticizes your novel.
...and if this samskara has taught me anything, it's that only when you've opened your heart to the love that already surrounds you can you begin to see it elsewhere
When we encounter sorrow and betrayal stay present and learn. There is a lesson waiting to unfold, allow yourself to soften into the experience.
This is your story and you get to decide how it's written.
I am like a ruined piece of parchment scrawled over and over again with your name, so many times it has become illegible.
It had never occurred to me that simply being with a fellow prisoner would make me feel like I was still in prison.
And you… do you know what you are?”“Stupid?”“Beautiful, ” he says, his face turning red.
And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s not that easy.
I thought you were going to— you’re standing under my window. Aren’t you supposed to climb up here or something?”“My ladder’s at home.
If you don't have any feelings for Will Darcy, why are you blushing and fixing your hair?
You learn to smile even in you liver?''Even in my lire, Ketut. Big smile in my liver.
I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus... A a-stinct winocowus.
They'll get my Kindle when they pry it from my cold dead hands, if my corpse will release it.
Having our old Gran in the car was like having a cranky 'Tassie Tiger' sitting in the back. You never knew when she might jump forward and bite you on the back of your neck.
You can admire the way someone meets hard circumstances, but you can't admire him because of them.
And yet, because I love thee, I obtainFrom that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain
A marriage filled with unconditional love experiences the depth of grace and mercy.
Wisdom is an ornament of grace to the soul.
Pray for God’s grace to nurture on the inside what He calls us to live out on the outside.
Life may look to be made up of incredible coincidences. One problem. I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe in twists of fate.
How easy it is to judge rightly after one sees what evil comes from judging wrongly.
The Devil can quote scripture, after all. And monsters can say "please" and "thank you" same as any mother's son.
You have always been home for me, and nothing has been the same without you...
At the beginning of our relationship, my heart pounded so loudly whenever Istood near him. He had an effect on me that no aspiring vicar should have on a young woman.
This had to be Hell.Well, myHell, and funnily enough, my Hell was in a church, surrounded by people I—either door did—love.
Your Real Self is the permanent atom of your identity, the rock of ages that remains unmoved by the restless tides of life.
I wanted to call a time out, to demand that everybody just STOP until I could understand everything.
The ability to discern truth comes from learning, growing, and understanding the Bible.
Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!O falling fire and piercing cryand panic, and a weak mailed fistclenched ignorant against the sky!
One has to commit a painting, ' said Degas, 'the way one commits a crime.
How—I didn't know anyword for it—how "unlikely". . .How had I come to be here, like them, and overheara cry of pain that could havegot loud and worse but hadn't?
