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love creativity differences
Charles Dickens The whole difference between construction and creation is exactly this: that a thing constructed can only be loved after it is constructed; but a thing created is loved before it exists.
love wise men
Charles Caleb Colton Love is a volcano, the crater of which no wise man will approach too nearly, lest ... he should be swallowed up.
love men done
Charles Caleb Colton The plainest man that can convince a woman that he is really in love with her has done more to make her in love with him than the handsomest man, if he can produce no such conviction. For the love of woman is a shoot, not a seed, and flourishes most vigorously only when ingrafted on that love which is rooted in the breast of another.
love happiness dream
Charles Caleb Colton Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.
love running self-esteem
Charles Caleb Colton If you cannot inspire a woman with love of you, fill her above the brim with love of herself; all that runs over will be yours.
love heart effort
Charles Dickens Do not close your heart against all my efforts to help you...
love missing palaces
Charles Dickens Miss Mills replied, on general principles, that the Cottage of content was better than the Palace of cold splendour, and that where love was, all was.
love ears may
Charles Dickens If I may so express it, I was steeped in Dora. I was not merely over head and ears in love with her, but I was saturated through and through. Enough love might have been wrung out of me, metaphorically speaking, to drown anybody in; and yet there would have remained enough within me, and all over me, to pervade my entire existence.
summer spring winter
Charles Dickens Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.
summer spiritual winter
Charles Dickens From the days when it was always summer in Eden, to these days when it is mostly winter in fallen latitudes, the world of a man has invariably gone one way Charles Darnay's way the way of the love of a woman
summer winter order
Alan Jay Lerner The winter is forbidden till December, And exits March the second on the dot. By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.
summer reality refugee
Chris Cleave We were exiles from reality that summer. We were refugees from ourselves.
summer get-better wasting-your-time
Chris Bosh If you're not getting better in the summer, you're wasting your time.
summer school ymca
Chloe Sevigny I had always wanted to be an actress. I went to summer theater camp from kindergarten on up until high school, and always had the leads in all the plays - even though they were at the YMCA - but it was something I always wanted to do.
summer daylight moments
China Mieville The summer stretched out the daylight as if on a rack. Each moment was drawn out until its anatomy collapsed. Time broke down. The day progressed in an endless sequence of dead moments.
summer years games
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie I would come, many years later, to understand why To Kill A Mockingbird is considered an important novel, but when I first read it at 11, I was simply absorbed by the way it evoked the mysteries of childhood, of treasures discovered in trees, and games played with an exotic summer friend.
summer believe doors
Edward Hoagland Summer is when we believe, all of a sudden, that if we just walked out the back door and kept on going long enough and far enough we would reach the Rocky Mountains.
sweet smell long
Charles Caleb Colton So long as lust, whether of the world or flesh, smells sweet in our nostrils, so long we are loathsome to God.
sweet flower book
Charles Caleb Colton I have somewhere seen it observed that we should make the same use of a book that the bee does of a flower: she steals sweets from it, but does not injure it.
sweet flower book
Charles Caleb Colton Others, again, give us the mere carcass of another man’s thoughts, but deprived of all their life and spirit, and this is to add murder to robbery. I have somewhere seen it observed, that we should make the same use of a book, as a bee does of a flower; she steals sweets from it, but does not injure it; and those sweets she herself improves and concocts into honey. But most plagiarists, like the drone, have neither taste to select, nor industry to acquire, nor skill to improve, but impudently pilfer the honey ready prepared from the hive.
sweet nature morning
Charles Dickens The rich, sweet smell of the hayricks rose to his chamber window; the hundred perfumes of the little flower-garden beneath scented the air around; the deep-green meadows shone in the morning dew that glistened on every leaf as it trembled in the gentle air: and the birds sang as if every sparkling drop were a fountain of inspiration to them.
sweet men way
Charles Spurgeon Man loves his own ruin. The cup is so sweet that though he knows it will poison him, yet he must drink it. And the harlot is so fair, that though he understands that her ways lead down to hell, yet like a bullock he follows to the slaughter till the dart goes through his liver. Man is fascinated and bewitched by sin.
sweet light ministers
Charles Spurgeon Light physical is said by Solomon to be sweet, but gospel light is infinitely more precious, for it reveals eternal things, and ministers to our immortal natures.
sweet jesus father
Charles Spurgeon It is sweet to remember that the exaltation of Christ in heaven is a representative exaltation. He is exalted at the Father's right hand, and though as Jehovah He had eminent glories, in which finite creatures cannot share, yet as the Mediator, the honours which Jesus wears in heaven are the heritage of all the saints. It is delightful to reflect how close is Christ's union with His people. We are actually one with Him; we are members of His body; and His exaltation is our exaltation.
sweet memories blessed
Charles Spurgeon Good thoughts are blessed guests, and should be heartily welcomed, well fed, and much sought after. Like rose leaves, they give out a sweet smell if laid up in the jar of memory.
sweet joy sorrow
Charles Spurgeon There is a sweet joy that comes to us through sorrow.