Zefirin Quotes & Sayings

No, a true seeker, one who truly wished to find, could accept no doctrine. But the man who has found what he sought, such a man could approve of every doctrine, each and every one, every path, every goal; nothing separated him any longer from all those thousands of others who lived in the eternal, who breathed the Divine. — Hermann Hesse

WE'RE ALL AMATEURS WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE and relationships. I — Donald Miller

When we give generously, with an abundance mentality, what we give away will multiply. — Henri Nouwen

He'd experienced the lovely warm feeling of a bad job well done. — Terry Pratchett

My art has gained some high value. — Hiroshi Sugimoto

The secret of my success is longevity. — Charles Hartshorne

The establishment can't change. It can't give people anything different; it can't make the turn. — Jerry Della Femina

Those few people who do respond to the dire conditions of the future - journalists, environmentalists, behavioral scientists - tend not to be powerful. — B.F. Skinner

I think that music has an endless life. — Anne Dudley

I'm nobody's daughter now. I'm through with that. — Joyce Carol Oates

sweeter than joy itself, for the heart of the laugh was love. — George MacDonald

Satan loves isolation. He wants to draw the believer out of healthy relationships into isolated relationships and out of healthy practices into secretive, unhealthy practices. He purposely woos us away from those who might openly recognize the seduction and call his hand on it. Let's beware of anything that separates us from godly people. — Beth Moore

God's children and their happiness are my reasons for being. — Red Skelton

Bless those people, for they are a part of my faith's firmness. Bless the stories my foster mother read to me, the stories of mine she later listened to, her thin blond hair hanging down a single sheet. The house, old and shingled, with niches and culverts I loved to crawl in, where the rain pinged on a leaky roof and out in the puddled yard a beautiful German shepherd, who licked my face and offered me his paw, barked and played in the water. Bless the night there, the hallway light they left on for me, burning a soft yellow wedge that I turned into a wing, a woman, an entire army of angels who, I learned to imagine, knew just how to sing me to sleep. — Lauren Slater

It's not always easy to distinguish between existentialism and a bad mood. — Matthew Woodring Stover