Snow Like Glitter Quotes & Sayings

I've discovered most Christians don't know what to do with difficult situations because they have bought into the lie that God owes us (for our good behaviour). The reality of life is that if you live long enough you are going to bleed, cry and hurt. AND God is still God IN that. — Matt Chandler

Gaining an in-depth understanding of business capabilities helps today's business leaders craft good strategy and implement it effectively. — Pearl Zhu

We become what we behold. — William Blake

I feel all agitated, like one of those snow globes you see resting peacefully on shop counters. I was perfectly happy being an ordinary, dull little Swiss village. But now Jack Harper's come and shaken me up, and there are snowflakes all over the place, whirling around until I don't know what I think anymore. And bits of glitter, too. Tiny bits of shiny, secret excitement. — Sophie Kinsella

The least one can say of power is that a vocation for it is suspicious. — Jean Rostand

So I sing
I sing to get on with it
I sing to say afloat
I float to stay free
I do not commit so that I can keep dreaming
and I dream so that the possibilities remain perfect — Heather Nova

Cosmetic decoration, which frequently distorts the data, will never salvage an underlying lack of content. — Edward R. Tufte

I cry to you,Lord; my redeemer, my refuge, my hope, my strength, my saviour and my King. — Lailah Gifty Akita

"And for God's sake, never get into the petty habit of measuring your self-worth against other people's net-worth. As Yogi Ramen preached: 'Every second you spend thinking about someone elses dreams you take time away from your own.'" — Robin Sharma

We like companionship, see, but we can't stand to be around people for very long. So we go get ourselves lost, come back for a while, then get the hell out again. — Jon Krakauer

Silence is the necessary space around things that allows them to develop and flourish without my pushing. — Richard Rohr

The snow here hadn't thawed. Its large, rough crystals were filled with the blue of the lake-water. But on the sunny side of the hill the snow was just beginning to melt. The ditch beside the path was full of gurgling water. The glitter of the snow, the water and the ice on the puddles was quite blinding. There was so much light, it was so intense, that they seemed almost to have to force their way through it. It disturbed them and got in their way; when they stepped on the thin film of ice over the puddles, it seemed to be light that was crunching under their feet, breaking up into thin, splinter-like rays. And it was light that was flowing down the ditch beside the path; where the path was blocked by stones, the light swelled up, foaming and gurgling. The spring sun seemed to be closer to the earth than ever. The air was cool and warm at the same time. — Vasily Grossman

Mayfield said, You asked what I was thinking. Well, I will tell you. I was thinking that a man like myself, after suffering such a blow as you men have struck on this day, has two distinct paths he might travel in his life. He might walk out into the world with a wounded heart, intent on sharing his mad hatred with every person he passes; or, he might start out anew with an empty heart, and he should take care to fill it up with only proud things from then on, so as to nourish his desolate mind-set and cultivate something positive or new. — Patrick DeWitt

My head feels like a snow globe that's been shaken, and glitter is swirling around in it like unmoored stars. — Laini Taylor

A Storm In April"

Some winters, taking leave,
Deal us a last, hard blow,
Salting the ground like Carthage
Before they will go.

But the bright, milling snow
Which throngs the air today -
It is a way of leaving
So as to stay.

The light flakes do not weigh
The willows down, but sift
Through the white catkins, loose
As petal-drift

Or in an up-draft lift
And glitter at a height,
Dazzling as summer's leaf-stir
Chinked with light.

This storm, if I am right,
Will not be wholly over
Till green fields, here and there,
Turn white with clover,
And through chill air the puffs of milkweed hover. — Richard Wilbur

Like snow globes, you shake them up, and for a moment everything is upside down and glitter everywhere and it's just like magic - but then it all settles and goes back to where it's supposed to be. — Jenny Han

I brought a mirror to Lovers' Lane. I told everybody I'm Narcissus. — Steven Wright

No, thanks. If I start wearing heels, boys will whistle at me when I walk by. — Dia Reeves

Dogmation is puppyism come to its full growth. — Douglas William Jerrold