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Rejudging Quotes By Kevin Costner

If you're willing to tell somebody that you love them, are you also willing to say you're sorry? You need to, even when you think you're in the right. — Kevin Costner

Rejudging Quotes By Criss Jami

When we look for success, it should be for the sole purpose of boasting sincerely in Christ. There's no other reason for it. Success is only worth it when the more intense it gets for you, the more you find yourself bragging for his glory rather than your own. — Criss Jami

Rejudging Quotes By Jun'ichiro Tanizaki

Children retain a great deal, and when they grow up they start going over things and rejudging them from a grownup's point of view. This must have been this way, and that was that way, they say. That's why you have to be careful with children - some day they grow up. — Jun'ichiro Tanizaki

Rejudging Quotes By William Hazlitt

Defoe says that there were a hundred thousand country fellows in his time ready to fight to the death against popery, without knowing whether popery was a man or a horse. — William Hazlitt

Rejudging Quotes By Donald L. Hicks

When you open a door for others, you sometimes open doors for yourself. — Donald L. Hicks

Rejudging Quotes By Viktor E. Frankl

Our greatest freedom is the freedom to choose our attitude. — Viktor E. Frankl

Rejudging Quotes By Amy Harmon

Oh, a wan cloud was drawn o'er the dim weeping dawn

As to Josie's side I returned at last,

And the heart in my breast for the girl I lov'd best

Was beating, ah, beating, how loud and fast!

While the doubts and the fears of the long aching years

Seem'd mingling their voices with the moaning flood:

Till full in my path, like a wild water wraith,

My true love's shadow lamenting stood.

But the sudden sun kiss'd the cold, cruel mist

Into dancing show'rs of diamond dew,

And the dark flowing stream laugh'd back to his beam,

And the lark soared aloft in the blue:

While no phantom of night but a form of delight

Ran with arms outspread to her darling boy,

And the girl I love best on my wild throbbing breast

Hid her thousand treasures with cry of joy. — Amy Harmon