Jagalah Hatimu Quotes & Sayings

He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, "Peace, be still!" And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. MARK 4:39 — David Jeremiah

questions around — Tracie Peterson

Madness is the absolute break with the work of art; it forms the constitutive moment of abolition, which dissolves in time the truth of the work of art. — Michel Foucault

Our life is a journey, through winter and night, We look for our way, in a sky without light. (Song of the Swiss Guards, 1793) — Louis-Ferdinand Celine

I do read many of the photography magazines from the U.K. and abroad. — Martin Parr

That goddamn Louis, you see what he done? Put his cigarette butt in here. I'm gonna punch him right in his smokin' mouth." Max turned back to the form, glades mutual casualty printed across the top. He said, "I know how you feel. But when you hit an ex-con who's done three falls, they say you better kill him. — Elmore Leonard

'Tis hard preaching a stone into tears, or making a rock to tremble. — Richard Baxter

We survive the packages of pain God allows in our lives by remembering who God is and what He has done in the past. — Linda Dillow

I originally started it to help me with anxiety & insomnia. It's already made my life waaaaaaaaaaaaaay better & even with my stage fright. Which I used to think there was no cure for ... Last night was the first night I've slept 8 hours naturally in my entire life. I felt the best I have in ages. It's better than any medication or all of the other nonsense I've tried. — Sky Ferreira

You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here, I believe much unseen is also here — Walt Whitman

One of the best stories of the early Christian desert hermits goes like this: 'Abbe Lot came to Abbe Joseph and said: Father, according as I am able, I keep my little rule, and my little fast, prayer, meditation and contemplative silence; and according as I am able I strive to cleanse my heart of thoughts: Now what more should I do? The elder rose up in reply and stretched out his hands to heaven, and his fingers became like ten lamps of fire. He said: Why not be totally changed into fire? — Annie Dillard

The scented cloud permeates the air and coats our tongues, triggering images: licorice tobacco and a seductive fae with an agenda, ocean salt and a mortal boy's sweat, maple syrup and a father's love, a mother's sacrifice and a lunar garden rich with lilies and honeysuckle. — A.G. Howard

It was love, the furnace into which everything was dropped. — James Salter

I've had some interesting stuff happen to me - so why doesn't anyone ask me? — Amanda Marshall