When we accept God’s invitation to commune with Him through prayer, He will transform our hearts and change our lives.
She turned and bolted out the door. She had learnt an important lesson - "When a man paid 'for' you...you paid 'to' him." It was her first Valentine slaughter.
Women make up one half of society. Our society will remain backward and in chains unless its women are liberated, enlightened and educated.
Finally, realization dawned. I belonged to Luke. I was Luke’s woman. Hell, I had probably been born to be Luke’s woman (if you believed that kind of shit).
When you study God’s Word and incorporate His wisdom and principles into your daily life, your whole perspective will change.
It’s easy to talk about how much you love God, but loving others reveals how much you truly do.
You are not Dostoevsky,' said the woman... 'You never can tell...' he answered. 'Dostoevsky is dead,' the woman said, a bit uncertainly. 'I protest!' he said with heat, 'Dostoevsky is immortal!
A man must at times be hard as nails: willing to face up to the truth about himself, and about the woman he loves, refusing compromise when compromise is wrong. But he must also be tender. No weapon will breach the armor of a woman's resentment like ...
My first [wife] was an angel; My second a silly woman; My third a Roman Senator; My fourth a pretty little thing; My fifth — all woman!
Steve had just met the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Until now his engagement to Christine had never been a concern.
I am not your victim because you are not a predator any more than a bottle of scotch stalks an alcoholic.
When you go home you ought to go like a ray of light—so that it will, even in the night, burst out of the doors and windows and illuminate the darkness.
With every drop of my blood I hate and execrate every form of tyranny, every form of slavery. I hate dictation. I love liberty.
As a Christian, your godly life and your godly mothering sends its shimmering wake throughout all eternity.
But Jocelyn Morgenstern was not the kind of woman who wept, not the kind of woman who broke, or Valentine would have broken her long since.
Seuls les enfants solitaires peuvent contenir toute leur passion; les autres, à trop causer éventent leurs sentiments en public, les émoussent en vaines confidences.
All I know is that I shall be alone again. There is nothing more terrible than to be alone among human beings.
This is today! What will tomorrow bring? Life arrives and departs on its own schedule, not ours; it's time to travel light, and be ready to go wherever it takes us.
Every sickness has an alien quality, a feeling of invasion and loss of control that is evident in the language we use about it.
Infancy is irretrievable. Its memories live underground. To what extent they return by stealth or are triggered by various catalysts remains an ongoing question.
Theirs was the eternal youth of an alternating self, a youth with the constant although unfulfilled promise of growing up
