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made
The question is not what we intended ourselves to be, but what He intended us to be when He made us. C. S. Lewis
made
Friends are not made, but recognized. Carl Rakosi
mad church
God's everywhere, but I gotta go down (to church) to see him? Really? And he's mad at me down there, and I owe you money? Bill Burr
mad river
That was the end of snowboarding at Mad River Glen. Eric Friedman
mad wore
We just didn't make plays. I don't feel wore down. I'm just mad right now. Jeff Horner
mad lear
He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf. William Shakespeare
madrid michael plays won
Who is Michael Owen anyway? What has he ever won in football? He plays for Real Madrid but he is always on the bench. Carlos Alberto
mad
Man, I was mad as I don't know what, Don Wright
made existence my-own
I had made myself the center of my own existence and had my back turned to God. Bede Griffiths
rose asparagus giants
After twenty annual visits, I am still surprised each time I return to see this giant asparagus bed of alabaster and rose and green skyscrapers. Cecil Beaton
rose mama roles
I know Mama Rose is a great role and I love having a chance to do it. Bernadette Peters
rose run second time
He rose to the occasion. It's the second time he's run it. Tom Williams
rose until weeks wrestler
He was a (junior varsity) wrestler until about two weeks ago. He rose to the challenge. Dave Ewing
rose use sun
I quite agree with you. The sun is not kind. God should use a rose amber spot. Dewitt Bodeen
rose elements flight
Human life began in flight and fear. Religion rose from rituals of propitiation, spells to lull the punishing elements. Camille Paglia
rose meditation way
meditation is a way of developing clarity, which allows us to see the precision of daily life situations as well as our thought process so that we can relate with both of them fully and completely. Chogyam Trungpa
rosebuds silk
Can I have a silk nightgown with rosebuds on it? Audrey Hepburn
roses save soft spirit
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, / And all, save the spirit of man, is divine. Lord Byron