Fayes Quotes & Sayings

Just as we shine the light of scrutiny on those around us, so must we also use it to illuminate our own lives — Shane Eric Mathias

It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it. — May Sarton

Queen of my tub, I merrily sing,
While the white foam rises high,
And sturdily wash, and rinse, and wring,
And fasten the clothes to dry;
Then out in the free fresh air they swing,
Under the sunny sky.

I wish we could wash from our hearts and our souls
The stains of the week away,
And let water and air by their magic make
Ourselves as pure as they;
Then on the earth there would be indeed
A glorious washing-day!

Along the path of a useful life
Will heart's-ease ever bloom;
The busy mind has no time to think
Of sorrow, or care, or gloom;
And anxious thoughts may be swept away
As we busily wield a broom.

I am glad a task to me is given
To labor at day by day;
For it brings me health, and strength, and hope,
And I cheerfully learn to say-
"Head, you may think; Heart, you may feel;
But Hand, you shall work always! — Louisa May Alcott

Creativity is a celebration of one's grandeur, one's sense of making anything possible. — Joseph C Zinker

I don't like to be too submissive in the way I dress. I like quite boyish things, so I hardly ever wear high heels. — Bat For Lashes

Ever notice that the whisper of temptation can be heard farther than the loudest call to duty. — Earl Wilson

Love takes time. It's a process not a goal. Love is something that needs to be nurtured. But if there is one thing I urge you to start immediately it's focus on bringing out the best in each person on your team. When you love someone you want the best for him. You want him to shine. And the best way to do this is to help him discover the value inside him. — Jon Gordon

I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories. — Gabrielle Zevin

Because I don't believe everything I read. — Steven Wright

He often felt that too many people lived their lives acting and pretending,wearing masks and losing themselves in the process. — Nicholas Sparks

God's ways are not our ways. They are beyond our understanding. — Jim George

The scene unfolded before him as though he were a ghost.
His mother stood on the raised stump, her body tied to the tall stake behind her. A pile of wood encircled her feet. Only a small crowd had gathered in the courtyard, despite his father's commands that all should attend. Alasdair sobbed at her feet, calling out to her. The young Alasdair climbed on the pile and clutched her flowing gown. She had been dressed in her finest, not stripped down to her chemise like the handmaid who stood tied to a post beside her. His father had always liked a display. Alasdair's hands reached and passed over his mother's large pregnant belly. With that, she sobbed, too. "Oh, Ali, be good for Momma. I'll see you in the pearly white heaven that God has promised us. Be steadfast, son. Trust your heart."
"Light it," his father ordered. — Jean M. Grant