His Quotes

For a man the whole world is his love. For a woman love is her whole world.

We should be astonished at the goodness of God, stunned that He should bother to call us by name, our mouths wide open at His love, bewildered that at this very moment we are standing on holy ground.

The common man, no matter how sharp and tough, actually enjoys having the wool pulled over his eyes, and makes it easier for the puller.

God never intended for us to simply be the objects of His love. We are also called to be the instruments of that love in the lives of others.

Almighty Father! let thy lowly child, Strong in his love of truth, be wisely bold,-- A patriot bard, by sycophants reviled. Let him live usefully, and not die old!

I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes. Smell what fouled tunes come in to his breath. Love his wretched women.

There is a brief moment when all there is in a man's mind and soul and spirit is reflected through his eyes, his hands, his attitude. This is the moment to record

The seasons change and you change, but the Lord abides evermore the same, and the streams of His love are as deep, as broad and as full as ever.

God is no further from you on your worst day than He is on your best day. Just open your heart to receive Him and His love.

Our Lord loves you and loves you tenderly; and if He does not let you feel the sweetness of His love, it is to make you more humble and abject in your own eyes.

The sea of pleasures may drown its owner and the swimmer fears to open his eyes under the water.

You will not find the warrior, the poet, the philosopher or the Christian by staring into his eyes as if he were your mistress: better fight beside him, read with him, argue with him, pray with him.

Narcissus weeps to find that his Image does not return his love.

Satan can never be as evil as our God is good. His mercy is limitless. His love is limitless!

It's not the large things that send a man to the madhouse... no, it's the continuing series of small tragedies... not the death of his love but the shoelace that snaps with no time left.

Beloved, God has never failed to act but in goodness and love. When all means fail-his love prevails. Hold fast to your faith. Stand fast in his Word. There is no other hope in this world.

In the first place, [his eyes] never laughed when he laughed. Have you ever noticed this peculiarity some people have? It is either the sign of an evil nature or of a profound and lasting sorrow.

Everyone who works with love and with intelligence finds in the very sincerity of his love for nature and art a kind of armor against the opinions of other people.

This life is not about me. It's about joining hands with Jesus to fulfill whatever tasks He sets before me and to share His love with all He brings my way.

And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall, By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.

His eyes never slumber, and His hands never rest; His heart never ceases to beat with love, and His shoulders are never weary of carrying His people's burdens.

It was not nails that held Jesus to that wretched cross; it was his unqualified resolution, out of love for his Father, to do his Father's will-and it was his love for sinners like me.

A man who makes known his love by words is a fool.

Today, begin to believe right by choosing to know and believe in the powerful truths of God’s Word and in His love for you.

I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes.

It was not a friendly game, and Jerry certainly did not have friendliness in his eyes. He had an extra mean streak that day. He was out of control and probably should have been ejected.

Eisenhower had the clearest blue eyes. He would fix them on you. In my every interview with him, he would lock his eyes on to mine and keep them there.

A man's feet should be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.

The secret of the mystery is: God is always greater. No matter how great we think Him to be, His love is always greater.

It is essential that the painter should develop not only his eyes, but also his soul, so that it too may be capable of weighing colors in balance.

The Boy with Nails in His Eyes put up his aluminum tree. It looked pretty strange because he couldn't really see.

The natural impulses of every thoroughbred include his sense of honor; his love of fair play and courage; his dislike of pretense and of cheapness.

There is a God and He is good, and his love, while free, has a self imposed cost: We must be good to one another.

Mama, Mama, put me to bed I won’t make it home, I’m already half-dead I met an Invalid, and fell for his art He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

God loves every one of us but cannot directly benefit us; he can benefit us only indirectly through each other. For this reason he inspires us with his love

The man with a heart cannot think about or see creatures without his eyes filling up with tears because of the immense compassion which seizes his heart.

Everything you want to know about a fighter is in his eyes. The look in his eyes tells the truth.

He doesn't move his face when he talks. His eyes are like shark eyes. Dead.

Having talent is like having blue eyes. You don't admire a man for the colour of his eyes. I admire a man for what he does with his talent.

God has not abandoned us any more than he abandoned Job. He never abandons anyone on whom he has set his love; nor does Christ, the good shepherd, ever lose track of his sheep.

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.

Instead of hoping he must fear and instead of fearing he must hope. He must fear that his loss may develop into a much bigger loss, and hope that his profit may become a big profit.

To lose a friend is the greatest of all evils, but endeavour rather to rejoice that you possessed him than to mourn his loss.

Even in the darkness, his smile threw shadows.

The bourgeois ... is tolerant. His love for people as they are stems from his hatred of what they might be.

There is no greater feeling than when a groom turns to see his bride and has tears in his eyes because she is so beautiful.

Our love for God and our appreciation of His love and forgiveness will be in proportion to the recognition of our sin and unworthiness.

A man nearly always loves for other reasons than he thinks. A lover is apt to be as full of secrets from himself as is the object of his love from him.

A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her imagination, and then they both speak of it as an affair of 'the heart.

The blame is his who chooses: God is blameless.