Thee Quotes

The straight roads are the roads of progress, the crooked roads are thee roads of genius.

Almighty God, thee only have I; thou steerest my fate, I must give myself up to thee! Give me a livelihood! Give me a bride! My blood wants love, as my heart does!

Forth in thy name,O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue. Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think or speak or do.

I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee, I catch the whisper'd kiss of thine.

Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God, My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date . . .

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action-Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.

Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.

I kissed thee ere I killed thee. No way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.

I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong, I will make it all up to thee.

Farewell to Thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of Thee; Within my heart they still shall dwell And they shall cheer and comfort me.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend.

Shew me a lyer, and I'le shew thee a theefe.

He hath never failed thee yet. Never will His love forget. O fret not thyself nor let Thy heart be troubled, Neither let it be afraid.

Liberty is of more value than any gifts; and to receive gifts is to lose it. Be assured that men most commonly seek to oblige thee only that they may engage thee to serve them.

A knowledge of thyself will preserve thee from vanity.

I am a man" he told her, "and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.

So will I build my altar in the fields, And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be, And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields Shall be the incense I will yield to thee.

If thou marry beauty, thou bindest thyself all thy life for that which, perchance, will neither last nor please thee one year.

It was the rainbow gave thee birth, and left thee all her lovely hues.

Set in this stormy Northern sea, Queen of these restless fields of tide, England! what shall men say of thee, Before whose feet the worlds divide?

Flowers never emit so sweet and strong a fragrance as before a storm. When a storm approaches thee, be as fragrant as a sweet-smelling flower.

Keep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee. Light gains make heavy purses. 'Tis good to be merry and wise.

I wish thee as much pleasure in the reading, as I had in the writing.

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Forgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy.

He who has injured thee was either stronger or weaker than thee. If weaker, spare him; if stronger, spare thyself.

Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; love me no more, but love my love of thee.

My country tis of thee, to take swings at each other on talk show TV.

Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.

This is my password," said the King as he drew his sword. "The light is dawning, the lie broken. Now guard thee, miscreant, for I am Tirian of Narnia.

I could not love thee, dear, so much, loved I not Honor more.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Christian, thou knowest thou carriest Gunpowder about thee, desire those that carry Fire to keep at a Distance from thee; 'tis a dangerous Crisis when a proud Heart meets with flattering Lips.

Have thy tools ready. God will find thee work.

Sleep, to the homeless thou art home; the friendless find in thee a friend

Guess now who holds thee?'--'Death,' I said. But, there, The silver answer rang, . . . 'Not Death, but Love.

O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!

Zion, thou art doubtless anxious for news of thy captives; they ask after thee, they who are the remainder of thy flock.

And now run the race which is set before thee, in the royal way of universal love.

Beloved, all that is harsh and difficult I want for myself, and all that is gentle and sweet for thee.

Up, then, with speed, and work; Fling ease and self away-- This is no time for thee to sleep-- Up, watch, and work, and pray!

And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy. You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.

Thou art figured blind, and yet we borrow our best sight from thee.

If I love in thee, beloved, only what thou lovest most, do not be angry; for so one spirit is enamoured of another.

Let thy fortune be what it will, 'tis thy mind alone that makes thee poor or rich, miserable or happy.

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale... from hell's heart I stab at thee.

He has, He reminds us, "graven thee upon the palms of my hands" (1 Nephi 21:16). Considering the incomprehensible cost of the Crucifixion, Christ is not going to turn His back on us now.

One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below; Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.

What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should'st move My heart so potently?